J’avais de la chance: blurbs on my soon-to-be new home, Milwaukee


As I continue to re-discover my home culture and my home city, I’m sure it is quite obvious that it’s been awhile since I’ve last written a blurb or two. This is mainly due to the fact that I’ve been hunting down apartments in the city to which I will be moving at the end of the summer: Milwaukee.

I may have mentioned a time or two about the fact that I will be starting graduate school at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee studying French and Linguistics this Fall. For those whom were not aware, now you know, and unfortunately, that is the main reason as to why my second love of writing has been put on the back-burner.

If you are like I was before this past weekend, you may not really know that much about this wonderful city. It might very well be a mystery to you. My two-day adventure in one of the biggest cities in Wisconsin was primarily to seek out housing for when I move. However, I made sure that it was about discovery as well.

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Hometown feels: Hoosier and proud (for the most part), kicking reverse culture shock in the derriere


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Home is where the heart is. At least that’s what they say. I’d like to think home is in multiple places, because let’s be honest, my heart’s all over the place.

Home has always been an interchangeable idea of where I have always felt I’m suppose to be, which is constantly where I am not. When I was in France, I was constantly aware how American I could be sometimes, which made me feel out of place and longing for Indiana. Now that I’m back home in the States, I am constantly aware of how French I can be. I can’t help to miss the French culture way of life with cobblestone streets, baguettes, cheap wine, train rides, and architecture older than my entire country.

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