the end.

It is a little inappropriate that I’m writing my final study abroad post in San Francisco instead of London, but the 10+ hours on the plane here gave me the chance to think some things over…

I’ve decided I don’t like when people designate every activity near the end of an experience as “the last time we will [insert something culturally specific]” and get so sad about leaving a place. My philosophy is not to harp on leaving, but be happy that I got to study abroad in London and do so many amazing things. We should appreciate experiences for what they are instead of wanting them to last forever. Also, the future holds so much to look forward to that reminiscing and being sad seems odd.

I learned so much studying abroad (not so much in the classroom), and I wouldn’t trade the experience for anything. Even though I lived in London for five months, there is still so much of the city left to explore so I will definitely be back. Until then, cheers!