Bad joke, I know.
But it's hard not to be cheesy (hah) when I'm going to FRANCE, BABY!
Yes, the land famed for love, wine, and the second statue of liberty will soon be my home for an entire month. Starting on June 17th, my 20-or-so classmates and I will somehow ship our respective selves to France for three whole weeks through the University of South Florida's Education Abroad Summer Advertising Program. All the activities and assignments we'll soon take part in will all relate to Advertising somehow, and we kick off our knowledge at the Cannes Lions Festival of Creativity. The forefront of creative forces across advertising gather at coasts of the French Riviera for a week of seminars, conversations, and insight into the world of brands-- speakers including Halsey, Ian McKellan, and Ira Goddamn Glass. My NPR-listening, music-dancing, LOTR-watching heart is surely to explode.
Once our week at Cannes wraps up, we'll all hop on a train and chug back to the sparkling Paris where we'll set up camp for the rest of our studies. It had been decided by my roommate, Noelle, and I to enter any and every museum we happen to cross, although we have some at the top of our list. The Louvre goes without mentioning-- of course we'll take a deep dive into the sea of point-and-shoot wielding tourists for our sweet and special moment with Miss Mona herself. However, it's the novel little wonders I'm hoping to stumble upon... Antique doll museum? Carousel of extinct and endangered animals? Theater of antique porn? I'm here to soak it all in with a macaron in one hand and an entire baguette in the other.
Well, a year of piggy-banking tips from my serving gig at the "Chum Bucket" (the nicknamed crab shack I am enslaved to) have finally given my traveler's thumb a new place to explore. Thanks Mr.Crabs. This is for you.