I'm on the eve of my departure to Switzerland, and bracing myself for a night of packing and then an interminable day of travel. First to Dublin, the Geneva, and finally a train to Fribourg where I'll live the next nine weeks, studying French.
Today I went to the Gay Pride parade in Chicago with my dad and brother and a friend from New York: maybe a good send off to a year in Switzerland. It was noisy, colorful, disorganized. As we left the parade with mobs of people heading for the subway, trash and debris were left in the wake, a dirty confetti strewing the ground.
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