Returning to the Other Side of the Pond

There are not many words that can capture how much I cherished my time abroad and specifically my time in London. It is unfortunate that it had to come to an end so abruptly due to the global pandemic, but I truly believe I made the most of the time I had and wouldn't change it for anything.

When I look back on studying in London and the amazing adventures I had in Europe, I am nothing but grateful for my time abroad. I met my forever friends, saw places I never dreamed of seeing or had dreamt of seeing for a long time, and learned so much about myself and what I am capable of. Studying abroad is not just about learning in a new environment, but about learning the potential that you have as a young adult and realizing that the whole world is at your fingertips. 

I am lucky to have been afforded the opportunity to wake up every day in a city that was full of life, art, and the people I loved. I am truly my best self after coming back home from this adventure, and I can't wait to be able to go back to London someday and experience its magic all over again. I know my message has been brief, but with so many emotions swirling around in my head and so many memories made, it is hard to tell you how much studying abroad has affected me and how much you need to consider going on this adventure for yourself. 

I started my semester by writing a blog post about photos and their magical moments: the stories behind the pixels that shape our memories and go unspoken and uncaptured. I showed you pictures that held the magical moments in my life before going to London, so it is only fitting that I end the semester by showing you some more of them. Here are my magical moments from London and a reminder of what is to come when the world heals and we can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel - even though when I see it, it will be from the other side of the pond.