I can't believe 8 weeks have passed and it's time to say goodbye to beautiful England. Last night, the International Summer School held a farewell event summing up our time at the university and I was asked to give a little, informal speech about my experiences. Although it's impossible to summarize everything I have done and all that I have loved about England, I thought I would share what I wrote here.
When I arrived at the University of
Sussex 8 weeks ago, I had no idea what the summer had in store for me. This was
my first trip out of the country and lugging my suitcase up Northfield Lane to
flat 19 after 30 hours of travel, I was disoriented and exhausted, to say the
least. Little did I know then that this trip would be a wonderful adventure,
full of new friends, amazing places that I only knew existed in books, and
memories to fill dozens of scrapbooks.
It’s
hard to pick a favorite moment or trip, because I was lucky enough to have a
full 2 months here visiting as many kilometers of England as I could stretch to
explore. I took full advantage of the
ISS Trips, and I am so glad I did. Later, when I began doing some traveling on
my own, to the picturesque sea towns of Cornwall, I really realized how nice it
is to simply climb on an air-conditioned, rain shielded coach and have the day
organized for you. I started with the introduction to London trip the first
weekend where I squealed over red telephone booths that would later become such
commonplace as I acclimated to life as an adopted Brit. Through the polka dot
shield of my umbrella I fell in love with Oxford, it’s rich history and
architecture and I wandered the gorgeous gardens of Blenheim Palace. Every
childhood dream came true when I went to the Making of Harry Potter, and I have
Hermione’s official wand to prove it. On the Fourth of July I stood under a cloudless
sky over Beachy Head, the crashing blue waves beneath me, wondering how life
could get any better. I pretended to be one of Chaucer’s pilgrims in Canterbury
and made my way through the Labyrinth of Leeds Castle. I sampled the water from
the Roman Baths and marveled at the mystery of Stonehenge. I packed my stomach
with a full English Breakfast, and topped it off with a cozy cup of tea and
scrumptious handmade scones to tour the Brighton Pavilion. Punting on the river
Cam, I pretended to be a student attending Cambridge, finding my way to class
past buildings where DNA and the electron were discovered. On the Sussex
Country Bus tour I sat on the beach in Eastbourne and drank tea in the quaint
little town of Alfriston. In Arundel I stepped back in time to watch a medieval
jousting tournament, complete with thick velvet gowns and chain mail. I tried
defying gravity with Wicked and was entranced by Shakespeare’s words at the
Globe.
Even
with all of the travel, I had time to enjoy my classes. Children’s Literature
reminded my why I love to read and that the stories I loved when I was young are
just as magical now, if not more so. Love Sex and Death brought me into the
twisted mind of jealous revengers of the Renaissance period, who will stop at
nothing to get what they want.
I
can’t believe I am only a few days away from saying goodbye to England. That
come Saturday, the Brighton Pier will no longer be just a few minutes away, I
won’t be able to pop into London for the day and Starbucks baristas won’t
understand what I mean when I say I want a cuppa. But it has been an amazing
summer, one that I know will remember forever. Cheers for now, England! I’ll be
back.
One last glimpse of the Brighton Pier! |
Hello Young Travler...I write this comment with tears running down my cheeks. Thank you so very very much for taking us through your adventures in England this summer. Your pictures and text not only informed and amazed us but also kept you close enough in our hearts that we almost felt like we were there with you. We looked forward to every single entry. Blessings as your journey continues in France...Keep us "Posted" :)
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