My last two weeks in London we’re amazing, sad, stressful, nostalgic, and full of excitement. As I began to realize I would be leaving London soon, my initial reaction was happy anticipation. As much as I had grown to love London and Queen Mary, I was excited to finally be home where the weather was warm and sunny and my family was anxiously waiting for me to get back. I was soon distracted from my thoughts of going home as the stress of finals caught up to me. It wasn’t until my last night in London on December 15th, that I began to realize what leaving London meant. I was going to leave many of the very good friends I made during my time in London and it was going to be a long time before I saw them again or before I was ever going to be back in Europe again. This realization made me very nostalgic for the semester that, in retrospect, seemed to fly by. Additionally, I was stressed because of finals and all the packing I had to do before my long day of travelling back to the US. Although travelling was exhausting and leaving London was sad, it’s good to be back home in Florida.
