Look for the Magic

By the time you’re reading this, I’ll be on an airplane. I might already be in Paris.

It’s my first trip abroad in almost eight years, and my first solo international trip since I lived in Spain, and traveled through the Iberian Peninsula and the UK, in my mid-twenties.

So you could say it’s been a while.

Back in December, my friend Diana, a former colleague and retired English department chair, proposed the idea of visiting her in Bordeaux. I was intrigued, but mostly hesitant.