The first time that I visited Paris, I had only one year of French knowledge but this time I have 6 years with a lot more confidence.
For as long as I can remember, I have had an infactuation with France.
My room was like a shrine to the French. I had French posters on my bedroom walls including bedsheets adorned with the Eiffel Tour and croissants and trunks covered in French words.
Now that I have arrived in my dream location, with the ability to speak French, I am going to speak as much as I possibly can. (Unless I begin to feel really shy and pretend that I can’t speak any English either.)
Bonne chance à moi!