There I was, ten months into my eleven month experience, sitting around a table with my entire host family, who had become more like my real family, my best friend, Ninnog, whom I had met at my dutch school, and my mom who came to visit for the occasion. It was my birthday and I was about to receive the most exciting news of my entire exchange.
Ninnog was going on a trip to the south of France the next day and I would be going back home before she would return.
So there I was, sitting at a table with my favorite people, at my favorite restaurant as I was opening my final gift: the card from my host parents. It said: "Dearest Grace, for your birthday this year, we are taking you to the south of France where you will go camping with Ninnog to spend your final weeks with her." I instantly began to cry.
Now, that was at the end of the year. Initially, my host family and I had a rough start. My host brother detested that I was living with them, I was extremely homesick and I had to attend an all Dutch school, when I didn't know any dutch! However, I wouldn't have wanted the entire year to be perfect, because then, I wouldn't have been given the opportunity to grow. As I've gotten older, I've found that it was because my host brother detested me and because I was homesick and because I had to attend an all Dutch school that I can look back on the year and feel as though I had a worthwhile experience.
I came out of it learning how to better handle relationships. I also learned that I can leave home and it will not be apocalyptic. I came back to the United States fluent in Dutch.
There is growth in traveling that cannot be achieved elsewhere.
If you want to find out more about yourself in ways you cannot even imagine, and have a whole lot of fun while doing it, I urge you to find a program and seize it!