Natural setting #2
In the summer between Sophomore and Junior year I went to Europe with my best bud who was French. My main goal was to go visit a family friend in Germany and spend the majority of the time there. My buddy invited me to stay with his family in Paris for a week after going to Germany and I gladly agreed. Paris was beautiful. On the third day we were walking and I turned to ask him where we were going and he was nowhere in sight. I began to panic a little. I was stuck in a foreign land with no cell service and no knowledge of the french language to help me. I evolved into full panic mode and I plopped myself down on a set of stairs and all I could think about is how much I missed home. My Appalachian mountains, rolling hills, wooded wilderness. But all I had was concrete masses and the occasional tree on the corner of a busy Parisian street. I aimlessly (and dumbly) walked around and I found myself in this wooded park of some sort next to the Seine. I began to feel calm around the "wilderness" patch I had stumbled upon. I spontaneously climbed a tree just as I had always done back home and as I got to the top I saw my buddy in the distance looking for me. If it weren't for the tree and the little patch of woods and nature id still be in Paris.
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