Plans change.

I was supposed to fly home today.

Back when I left Adelaide for France at the end of September, it was with the understanding that this was temporary, and I'd be back for the second half of the 2013 school year.

Then again, I was supposed to be living la vie française with my boyfriend.

I was supposed to be starting work again at my physics teaching job in Australia on Monday. Instead, I'll be in Berlin, catching up with old friends, drinking beer, and making the most of daylight savings.

As a child, I never was very good with change. I guess it's something I'm learning as I travel the world.

So, plans change. And that's okay.