Woke up at 8:30am to receive the (rather alarming) breakfast the St. George Hotel supplies to its guests… packed and headed out!
Closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and said goodbye to London.
Heathrow express to the airport, reclaimed my luggage (ugh so expensive I am so sad), struggled through the bag drop line after a mishap with my boarding pass, stumbled through security where my bag was torn apart because I forgot to include my toothpaste in my bag of liquids (everything is terrible). Walked for a million years to get to the section of the airport United flies out of (which also has NO FOOD) and waited for my flight. Finally boarded and bunkered down for an 11.5 hour flight…yuck.
And now I’m on my way back to California. My semester abroad has officially ended. I was sitting on the plane waiting for take off when all of a sudden my chest tightened and I felt so miserable and I thought, “What is happening?” And it took me a second to realize that the fact that I was leaving London was finally hitting me.
This chapter in my life has ended. I’ve grown as a person by expanding my experiences. I’m so blessed and grateful to have had this time. I’m well aware of how lucky I am. I’m so thankful to my parents for paying for me to go abroad, for all the friends I have made, for everything I’ve seen and learned, for God’s love and comfort through it all.