Today marked the first day of class, the end of summer, and 3 weeks since I returned home to Florida. I am in such a different place from this time last year, but I am thankful to say it is for the better.
However, the whole “re-entry” thing has had me out of the loop (cannot imagine what it is like for people coming back after years), and I have let a lot slip by without comment here. It would be negligible of me to leave the rest of my stay in England undocumented, so here goes.
Mid-July I headed out to Bath, where I spent 3 blissful days in Jane-Austen-and-Roman-History heaven. Soaking up the fashionable city with a fellow fan and friend made it all the more enjoyable. On another note, we discovered that it is in fact possible to max out on cream tea.
Late July saw me frantically trying to finish up class assignments as well as my bucket list for the trip. I also got to spend one last weekend out in Wallington. My wonderful friends there were always so kind and hospitable–truly a home-away-from-home. I was able to say “thank you” in my own small, southern way by introducing my hosts to buttermilk biscuits. Nothing says love like flaky biscuits and sausage in the morning.
On the last night of July, in addition to celebrating Harry Potter’s 33rd birthday, I saw my absolute favorite play of the summer, Gabriel, at the Globe. Not only was it an amusing show full of 18th century history, politics, and anachronisms, but it was centered around the music of Purcell and the trumpet in particular–featuring the masterful artistry of Alison Balsom! (Look her up if you don’t know her…now.)
The first week of August, my parents joined me in London before all coming home together (hooray for hugs and travel companions!). It was fun seeing everything through their eyes, though it was odd to spend my last few days sticking out as a tourist when I had spent the summer trying so hard to be at home in the city.
Alas, all things must come to an end, and mid-August saw my return to the States. Fortunately, my first weeks back have been filled with friends, family, sleep, and crazy middle schoolers (God love em’). Looking forward to all this year has in store.
~a beloved nobody