I am sitting here amongst the three large bags of things I brought to London. I have finished packing up my London life... and am trying not to think about the massive charges I will get for my overweight bags. But that's not really what's on my mind. I am thinking about all the million things I will miss here. I have fallen head over heels in love with this place. I love everything about it. Being here has changed me in so many ways. I have grown up so much in the past 4 four months, in ways that I didn't even know possible. I have met 42 amazing friends who are such wonderful people. I learn from them everyday. Coming here was a dream come true. I have always wanted to go, and here I am... 4 months later and I feel like I haven't woken up yet. This whole time has seemed like dream. England is magical. Everyday I just fall in love even more.
I love the random faces that I see on the tube.
I love the beautiful parks that seem to be right out of a storybook.
I love the london dogs, that are more like people.
I love all the london animals, the sauntering squirrels, and the friendly pigeons.
I love the architecture and being awestruck everyday by the amazing buildings, including the one I live in.
I love the National Gallery, and the way that it taught me to fall in love with art.
I love the greenest green I have ever seen... in all the plants and hills here.
I love getting so excited to see an empty tube train and not having to fight to get a seat.
I love having dinner with 42 of my closest friends.
I love the feeling of coming home after being away for a couple of days.
I love the shows I get to go see.
I love my professors, who teach me so much and have helped to make this experience even more meaningful.
I love St. Pauls.
I love being so tired and sleeping so well every night.
I love 27 Palace Court.
I love Shakespeare, and the RSC.
I love the tube and all the billions of places that it takes me.
I love my ward... and really loving and caring about people I hardly know.
I love grilled toastie sandwiches at Bourough's market.
I love my roommates.
I love the opera, and the ballet.
I love talking about feelings.
I love Tony the busdriver, even when he tells stories about war monuments while I am trying to nap.
I love movie nights in the classroom.
I love playing Spaz.
I love being the only one in the room and finding a bit of peace and quiet.
I love having 12 awesome roommates, so that I can enjoy my peace and quiet.
I love walking in the city alone, and just being in the city alone.
I love the markets, especially Portobello.
I love searching for Peter Pan books, and getting to hold ones that are 800 pounds.
I love old books.
I love all the adorable London families.
I love the little children's school uniforms, and matching hats, and backpacks and everything.
I love Victoria station and traveling there every Sunday.
I love talking to my mom on Sundays.
I love getting letters in London, and putting the letters I send in the pretty red mailboxes here.
I love the double decker buses.
I love my camera.
I love escalators.
I love palaces and pretty places that we go visit.
I love the Queen... even if I never got to see her, or meet her.
I love pounds.
I love Marks and Spencer, and Percy Pigs.
I love Monet, Van Gogh, Holbien, Turner, Renior, Constable, Degas, Cezanne, Rodin, Caravaggio, and all the other artists I have fallen in love with here.
I love being so excited to wake up every morning and knowing that I will have an adventure every day.
I love the person that I have come to be here.
I love all the other millions of things I can't even remember right now.
I just can't really bear to say goodbye. So I guess I'll just say see you later...
I am in denial that I am leaving on tomorrow and I don't know if it will even hit me until I have woken up from my 48 hour post-London recuperation nap that I am planning to take. I'll wake up with all the other things I love, my family, my home, Christmas, Kwazi, my bed, and 2 weeks of relaxation. And although I will miss my new home very much it is no replacement for my old home. I am just so grateful to have had this amazing life-changing opportunity.
I love you London... and I will miss you oh so very much.