Megan Rapinoe: The last brownie…

I am not worthy of the brownie, I know, but…

I find myself just staring at the keys trying to wrap my head around what it is like to live abroad.  For anyone who has had the pleasure, and by pleasure I mean experience – which sometimes is not a pleasure, you know what I mean, right?

In so many ways I feel it to be equal parts exciting and boring, incredibly enriching and difficult, hilarious and not f**cking funny what so ever (I just want the server to know I don’t want cheese on my sandwich, that’s it!).

In many ways I feel as though I am on vacation, or I should be treating my time here as such.  Taking in all the sights, gaining five kilos because the croissants are just that good, and getting all cultured at the many art museums.  And yet in many ways I am living the exact same life you are living at home, just without the comforts of home.

Megan Rapinoe

And yes – poor, poor Pinoe. It must be so hard to be paid to do something that I love and live abroad and ugly ol’ France and learn the dull language of love. I get it. I am lucky. And I am having an experience many wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

But I am also just a boy, standing in front of a girl…wait…what?! In many ways my experience reminds me of that scene in Notting Hill where everyone around the table has to tell their sob story in hopes that it will be pathetic and sad enough to be worthy of the ultimate prize – the last brownie. Julia Roberts (god I love her) starts on about her nose and her chin and how hard it must be to be an actress earning millions and being all world famous. And for a minute you fall for it.  You can sympathize with her, for a fleeting moment, in the loneliness of an empty room at the Four Seasons and the pressures of having a perfect face.

But then sister to the left is in a wheelchair forever and then reality hits.

Megan Rapinoe

That’s kind of how I feel sometimes. Ridiculous I know, because my complaints are those of the first world, but I miss home.  And sometimes that is hard to say for fear of feeling ungrateful or complaining about this life that I live. But I do. And it can be lonely and boring – a lot.

Sometimes I just want to make dinner and cuddle on the coach and watch football on Sundays and eat Mexican food and go to IN and OUT Burger and bicker with my sister. Sometimes I just want that.

And in the end I know I am not worthy of the brownie in any way, shape or form.

But like dear Miss Julia, I sometimes want to be entertained with the idea that just for a second…I am.


6 thoughts on “Megan Rapinoe: The last brownie…

  1. This makes perfect sense and you use the metaphor beautifully. I just got back from living in Japan for three months. Dorothy said it best, “There’s no place like home,” but when you’re doing the work that you love and surrounded by great people, it’s at least bearable for a time.

  2. This certainly makes me appreciate my incredibly “normal” life a little bit more… just a broke college student living it up as best as I can. Though, I am still 3000 miles away from my family. I find comfort in the small things now… Not to mention, I’m just 5 minutes from the nearest IN & OUT! 🙂

  3. I get it but you will come back home and miss your teammates, style of European soccer, and those croissants. You’ll go everywhere in the US and nothing will come close. Enjoy your time over there. You’ll get In n Out for the rest of your life. You should miss home. And nothing beats homemade brownies! Christina I’m jealous. I’m about 2500 miles away from the nearest one.

  4. I enjoyed reading this as I am American planning to live aboard and just the mindset of being so far away from home is really conveyed by this piece. It makes me understand to appreciate the time away as it’ll be a chance in my life I never get to have again. Really nicely done!

  5. Very fun scene in Notting Hill.
    While my travels have never been as extensive as yours, I remember my time in Delhi as both magical and “just give me a pizza, please.”
    Do the important things that will lead you towards your ultimate dreams, even during the boring times.

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