3 days

A Royale with Cheese.

That's what they call it in Paris. Because of the metric system. At least, according to John Travolta in "Pulp Fiction." Who knew you could get a little French culture from a Tarantino film?

That's the goal. To really learn more about French culture. Especially the language. I hope to speak some trés legit French when I get back.

In three days, I'll be on my way to Orlando International Airport to catch a flight going to Charlotte, North Carolina. From there, I'll be headed to Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, France.

It's all part of the UF in Paris program.

For the next four weeks, I'll be living with a host family in Malakoff, France, a suburb just outside of Paris. Some fellow Gators and I will be taking classes on French language and culture, both taught in French.

Here's to hoping I won't be in over my head. My oldest sister studied in France and taught English over there for a year, so she gave me some tips. And I've been taking French classes since I started high school.

This is about the point where people ask "Why French?"

Well, I have my reasons. I love the language. I think it's beautiful. And smooth. It's like having a spoonful of ice cream hover on your tongue.

I'm a journalism major, so I like the news. I'll probably be getting a lot of that.

New communication. New currency. New country.

I wonder how many times I'll get lost on the metro.













P.S.
I decided not to go with the first blog name I had in mind. My inspiration was a song on "Watch the Throne."