Of course, I couldn’t imagine spending this summer without my Arizona family, and I now have the best of friends who I am grateful to always have by my side. From living in London to traveling through Isle of Wight, York, Newcastle, Edinburgh, and Paris, I was completely immersed into new cultures that changed me for the better. I’ve wandered the streets alone, spontaneously traveled across the country, missed multiple trains, stayed in sketchy hostels, slept less than five hours almost every night, sang karaoke with famous Brit celebs, hit the pub with my crazy fun professors, roamed around Buckingham Palace at 3 a.m., and had the experience of a lifetime.
This summer has taught me more than any textbook ever could, and I’ve fallen in love with inspiring people and the world. Coming back to the states was another culture shock, but I definitely missed a great hamburger. Now that I’m home, I don’t know how I can live life without the Tube and British accents in my everyday life. London hasn’t seen the last of me yet. Next thing you know, I’ll have a one way ticket to the city that stole my heart. Farewell 13 Manson Place… next stop Tucson!