I feel out of my element a little

Things like this don't happen to me.

I am not lucky, I don't enter contests and win cars, or trips or money. I play the lottery but I never win. I had a car once but it died a terrible death. I didn't even crash it, it literally just stopped running on me. If I don't study I'm not the type of person who gets an A on the test anyway, no I'm the person that fails miserably. Probably one of the luckiest things that actually happened to me is that I passed my diving test on the very first try. I was pretty surprised. Not that I'm a bad driver, I'm a good driver. But things like driving tests require little bit of luck as well as skill, and those are the things I can usually count on ending disastrously.

I feel like I've never been anywhere. I'm a Tourism Major, and I've never been anywhere. That's not really true, of course. I've been to Disney World (I actually used to work in Disney World but that's a story for a different time), NYC, I went on a cruise to the Bahamas, and last summer I went to Mexico. I know that there are endless amounts of people who have REALLY never been anywhere, and of course I'm very grateful that I've gotten the chance to go the few places I have.  But compared to a lot of people in my major, I haven't done or gone anywhere.
There are people that have gone to France and the UK. To Spain and Japan, to Greece, Australia. There are people in my major who have worked at endless resorts in many different states and even different countries. There's a group of people who took advantage of work program we offer and spent their summer working at Bellagio Hotel in Italy for the summer.

Last summer I slept a shit-ton, shopped, and I helped run an arts and crafts program at my local park for July and August. Not exactly preparing me for my future career as a  hard-headed shrewd business woman.

Then I heard about this program my college has. It's brand new. Spend my senior year studying abroad at our sister school in Bad Honnef, Germany.  Then when I graduate I get two degrees, one from my college in the states, and another from Bad Honnef.  I love different cultures. My greatest wish is that I could speak other languages fluently, it really is. I tell people that all the time. I decided to try and go for it.

I've never gotten stellar grades, and my family doesn't have a lot of money. Grades were important for this particular program, for the obvious fact that it would be difficult and stressful having to live in a different country.  It would also cost money, though luckily not as much as I initially thought.

I applied, I got in.

Now, I don't want to make this whole thing more impressive sounding then it actually is. If I'm anything, I'm honest, to the point of being incredibly blunt. There was not really competition.  I do not think I was chosen over anyone else, though to be honest AGAIN, there's a small chance maybe I was. But I have no knowledge.  There were only maximum 6 spots open, and there are 5 of us going. It's a hard program, it takes a whole year, our senior year of college. You need to commit to the program 100%. I can't leave, or fail classes. I can't get homesick so bad that it distracts me. I need to be more academic then I've ever been in my entire life.

I get to go to Europe. I get to live in EUROPE. I get to experience things that many people will never experience in their whole lives. I'll go to Paris and Rome. London, Dublin, Amsterdam. Maybe go to Spain? Why not?

Things like this don't happen to me. I feel out of place, somehow..