I just got back from London. My trip was amazing. Went to an exhibition and a workshop at the Globe Theatre, which completely amazed me. I fell in love with Shakespeare all over again.
Other than doing loads of shopping, seeing Lion King (AMAZING musical), visiting museums, and sightseeing, I spent some lovely quality time (room-sharing and piñacolada-drinking) with my classmates. I realized just how much I’m going to miss those girls, when we graduate this summer. I’ve been blessed with some of the best friends one could ever wish for, and I know for sure, that graduation day won’t be the last time we see each other. Friends forever, that’s what they are.
So, back to London. I have only been there twice now, but the city has really grown on me. I’m thinking of going back (and bringing my mom) in a couple of weeks, for the winter vacation.
It really shocked me though, how the whole city collapsed as soon as a little snow started falling. Made me laugh. I almost missed the train to Gatwick Airport (me and my 19 classmates all had to hail taxis) on the way home, because the tubes stopped running. Also, my flight was rescheduled due to snow on the wings (and an ill passenger onboard, which caused the crew to surpass their maximum working hours).
Now, where I come from, we’re used to snow in the winter time. 10 − 15 cm!