Calling in from across the Pond:
It’s officially been a month, a whole four weeks of Londoning, making big mistakes, finding new dear friends, exploring fairy tale towns, trying to look like a local, and eating all the good food possible. A month in, and I still find my draw dropping at certain moments, because I am living a dream. For those at home following along, I’ve compiled a list of what happens when you spread your wings:
*cue Dream On by Aerosmith*
- Traveling on a budget is rough
- Traveling on a budget creates wild memories that you would never have if you were rolling up with a traveling tour group.
- Britons love to curse. A lot.
- People make trips. Not places. Not what you see or don’t see. People, my friends.
- Sleep is important, unless you are on an adventure. Then you can sleep on the way home.
- Take care of your feet, they are carrying you around the world and the least you can do for them is give them a decent pair of comfortable shoes, sheesh.
- If someone ever asks you if you would like free tea or coffee, the answer is always “YES, with cream please.”
- Certain things will never be as good as they were at home, e.g. peanut butter, classes, professors, but that only should make you grateful and call home every now and then.
- Certain things (i.e. MOST things) are 1000x better in England
- Connecting with people in these foreign countries is the most rewarding thing you could ever do.
- Last minute decisions can be the best decisions.
- Arrive 15 minutes early to everything, 30 minutes early if you are traveling, and 2.5 days early if you are flying EasyJet.
- Convenience is key my friends. What you “save” in going a little out of the way you will spend all over by trying to get there.
- Trust no map until you have cross referenced every bus stop, street crossing, and timetable.
Well, that is all for right now. But needless to say after being in London for four weeks, traveling to Oxford, Paris, the Cotswolds, and having a gaggle of bestest friends/guests visit you… every moment has been full to the brim of life and laughter, sometimes nervous how-did-this-happen-to-us-again laughter.
P.S. If you hear of any cool artists coming to London, let me know.
With Love From London,
~Cat
