A horrifyingly dramatic entry

So I've been back from the motherland for months now.  Still feels weird.  Like I still call them "galoshes."  And I unintentionally walk on the left side of the sidewalk.  And I lust for curry like nobody's business.

There are really strange moments sometimes.  I miss the obvious things--like I would give anything to be back in London right now.  But it's the stupid little things that really get me.  I was leaving work a few weeks ago and had the sudden intense memory of walking up the ramp in the Merrion Centre to go grocery shopping at Morrisons.  It was like this pit in my stomach, and I almost broke down and sobbed at the bus stop.

I still miss those idiotic things that probably shouldn't register: going to the station and taking the National Express coach, walking up to the counter and asking for a "white tea to take away."  One pound coins.  I miss those buggers.

So, boo.  I'm incredibly glad I studied abroad--for the people I met, the places I saw, the experiences I had.  But in some ways I wish I had never gone, because now I know what I'm missing.  What if I never get to live in England again?  Then I'll just have this dull ache forever.

Well, you know what they say.  Better to have lived in England and had to leave than never to have lived there at all, right?

p.s.  I know this all makes me sound like a privileged, whiny little bitch.  I'm not usually like that.

I Don't Think I Packed Enough...

I am leaving in under two hours to go to the airport.  To get on a plane to Málaga.  I won't be back in Leeds (or back to my computer...) until late April 30th.

I'm alternating feeling like this:

and this:

I shall be largely out-of-touch the next month, but I hope you all have a lovely April, and know I'll be thinking about you guys!  So...Happy April Fool's Day, Happy Easter, Happy Birthday (to me), and I'll talk to you in May!

xo

This is a quick and subpar post.

Just a brief note on the next few weeks so you have an idea of what I'm up to if I don't get to post about it all later.  It's post-midnight now and I'm frantically finishing my to-do list, because...

I'm hopping on a plane in t-minus....11 hours (!) to fly to Germany.  I'm meeting a friend there and we're going to over to Belgium to spend a few days in Brussels.  (First time I'm doing some passport-required traveling over here!)  I'll be back in Leeds on Monday.

Then, a mere few days after arriving back here I'm going on a weekend trip to Edinburgh the 25th-27th.  Should be kilt-y and fun.

Finally, on the 31st I will get on a flight from Leeds, ne'er to return.  That's a lie, but I will be away from England for about a solid month while the Uni is on Easter break.  In order, I'll be going to:

Spain: Málaga, Córdoba, Barcelona
France: Nice
Italy: Rome, Florence, Venice
Greece: Athens, Santorini, Mykonos

Then a few days in London at the end of April for the royal wedding, and I will finally arrive back in my English dorm home for the last few weeks of classes and exams.

Odds are my Internet time will be...uhh...limited.  Whenever I have an available computer, I'll try to give a Facebook shout-out at least about where in the world I am.  But you may not hear from me on the blog through April.  Sorry about that.  I'll be on the beach...

xo