The views are of Belgium, but this is a story set in Peru.
I think we have lists of things we call ourselves related to the experiences we have had. They become intrinsic to our identity and at times, we rank them.
My top is world traveler. I choose this one for two reasons, my other labels are possibly assumptive in relation to me; daughter, friend, wife. Though I ground myself in the three of those, I claim many labels. Service member is one, but the one at the top of my list is exchange student.
The second of the two reasons I mentioned is that this experience which influenced my identity so strongly was my first as an adult.