After an incredible three weeks, full of memorable experiences and adventures, I'm back home at last. And it feels good. And odd. All at the same time. It's so quiet here, the temperatures are low with nearly no humidity, and I have room to move in the shower.
But I miss my friends, the architecture, the hustle and bustle, the accent. I have an unusual penchant for tea at 4, and beans for breakfast doesn't seem that odd anymore. But I don't miss the maniacal drivers and I feel like I live every day in a London park...
It's as though time collapsed and I'm back without having left, but then I remember all that I've done and I realize what an incredible summer this has been.
I know I will never be the same because of this experience, and that's exciting. Unlike the trips I've taken for the same amount of time, I lived in London for three weeks with a real mailing address. I called 101 Great Russell Street home, and I'm sure that London will always feel familiar.
And I'll never look at photo opportunities the same way ever again-- after all our assignments that taught me to use settings other than auto on my camera!
So I'm signing off, for now. But I know I'll be off on a traveling adventure again soon. And who knows, maybe I'll blog my experiences! Cheerio!
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