I feel kind of bad because everyone else is reverse culture shocking it up and wants to go back to France.

But then I think about it and it is okay that everyone else loved France and wants to go back.

I am more happy here than I have been since maybe November or before whenever leaving for France became real.

They can have all the France they want.

Because it sucked and I hated it.

I seriously am surprised when men don't yell at me, check me out or honk at me when they drive by. And that is not a good thing to be surprised about.

For clarification, when I was in the airport in France waiting for my plane wearing khakis that I'd slept in and an old comfy shirt, airport security guards clicked at me. It's this thing that French guys did. They clicked at girls like you would click at a cat or dog to make it come to you. When I was in Texas and wearing a shirt white dress with a tennis skirt that snapped in the front, a guy looked at me and moved on. Like a normal person.

I am so glad to be home.

Plus there are stores open later than 7 at night. And I understand everything people say.

Seriously, this is the best country in the world. And you know how I hate this country.

I just wish I had my car and my job.

I love you all and I am so happy to be home. Beyond happy.

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