I had always felt that I wasn’t meant for the states. But after being abroad for nearly a year, and then returning, I began to see clearly the why of that inclination, and what a life of travel did for me that American life hadn’t done.

The perfect place will never exist. And while that may seem cynical, hear me out- that’s inevitable, and it’s far from a bad thing.

Finally, two days before my two weeks ended, I got a response from a random listing I had answered for an au pair position, in the city of Marseille.

I suppose now is a better time than ever to explain the what, the how, and more importantly, the why I’m doing what I’m doing in the first place.