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“Oh there’s no place like London.”

 

With this being my final blog while in the grand country of England, you know it was bound to take a nostalgic turn.  This trip has been the highlight of my life (though I suppose being birthed is a strong contender as well), and I have loved every single minute.  Even though my immune system is shot, this has been the trip of a lifetime.
 
I come from a British-American family; we are English, Welsh, Irish, and Scottish. Suffice it to say that this trip was more than a trip for class credit, but also to experience where the English part of my ancestry lies. 
 
Not only have I mastered the tube system, taken too many photos and bought some incredible souvenirs, I have also become closer to my friends and have even made some new ones! I can’t tell you how many times I have laughed until my abs hurt, hung out in a pub, or engaged in nightly pillow talk with my wonderful roommate.  I will remember this trip for the rest of my life.
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“Oh there’s no place like London.”

 

With this being my final blog while in the grand country of England, you know it was bound to take a nostalgic turn.  This trip has been the highlight of my life (though I suppose being birthed is a strong contender as well), and I have loved every single minute.  Even though my immune system is shot, this has been the trip of a lifetime.
 
I come from a British-American family; we are English, Welsh, Irish, and Scottish. Suffice it to say that this trip was more than a trip for class credit, but also to experience where the English part of my ancestry lies. 
 
Not only have I mastered the tube system, taken too many photos and bought some incredible souvenirs, I have also become closer to my friends and have even made some new ones! I can’t tell you how many times I have laughed until my abs hurt, hung out in a pub, or engaged in nightly pillow talk with my wonderful roommate.  I will remember this trip for the rest of my life.

“Blackbird Singin’ in the Dead of Night…”

For the majority of this trip, one thought has always been in the back of my mind: “Dad would love it here.”  My father, though plagued by terminal illness, is the brightest star in my sky.  He has always been a huge fan of the Beatles, ever since he was in high school.  We own every single one of their albums…on vinyl.  Growing up I heard every one of their songs, and was serenaded with “Here Comes the Sun” and “Blackbird” as a baby.  

So, today, as a group of friend and I recreated the infamous Beatles pose at Abbey Road I grew teary-eyed at the thought of my dad back home in the States, blissfully unaware of what his only child is doing thousands of miles away.   I can’t wait to go home and show him what I was up to in the land of our forefathers (did the super British last name give it away?).  

 

Cheers, dad, your blackbird will be flying home soon ❤

All the King’s horsemen and All the King’s Men…couldn’t climb 503 stairs without getting winded again.

Today was a fantastic day in the lives of 3 faculty members and 24 college students.  We started the day with a trip to Kenilworth castle, and took an incredible amount of photos (and I almost killed myself trying to do a dramatic action shot with Jenna and Rose).  This was followed by an adventure to Coventry Cathedral, quite possibly one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.  During the Litany of Reconciliation, I found myself forgiving those whom I have held anger towards, and walked away feeling as though a weight had been lifted.

Finally, we concluded with a trip to Warwick castle, and breathed our way through the 503 steps it took to climb the towers.  As we all stood at the top of the tower, I found myself feeling rather nostalgic about being a senior.  I have spent the better part of the past 2 and a half years with these people, climbing our own metaphoric tower of nursing school.  Now, here we are, seniors looking out into the vast landscapes of possibilities that lie before us as we prepare to graduate in just 4 months.

God, I love this country; I never want to leave.

“All You Need is Love”….and a good seat at the Pub!

At the tender age of 18 and a college freshman, I had a dream of going on this very trip. Three years later and look where I am -able to go on the trip of my dreams!

I will admit I’m nervous about going to another country (on a plane…), but my excitement for this trip cancels out any of my fears. What I really want to get from this trip is an incredible experience that I will remember for the rest of my life with some of my favorite people in my major..and a few new friends, too! So here’s to getting lost in some beautiful cities, soaking up the culture, taking too many pictures, and enjoying a few pints with friends!

Cheers!