After Barcelona I was home for all of three days before I made my way to the tundra that is Norway where I was greeted with a bouquet of roses. There, I had an equally amazing time (aside from my toes being perpetually numb) and I was able to see a part of the world that I had never considered visiting before. We had our own improvised Thanksgiving dinner (although it didn't contain turkey or mashed potatoes... but that didn't make it any less special). I even insisted that we go around the table and tell each other what we were thankful for because obviously it wouldn't be Thanksgiving without that cheesiness. After, we skyped my family for an entire two hours, during which they enjoyed their real Thanksgiving dinner talking to a computer screen. I'm hoping that someday I can return to Norway when the weather is a little warmer! But, then again, I should probably be preparing myself for subzero weather as I'll be returning to the midwest in just 12 days!
My semester in London has gone by way too fast. Although there have been times where I've been itching to get home and return to my familiar life, I wouldn't trade it for anything. I've spent the past week making mental lists of everything that I still need to do before I leave, and let me tell you, it is growing by the minute. There isn't enough time in the world to see all the amazing things that London has to offer, and with finals and packing to worry about, I don't have nearly enough time. I've stumbled-upon a quote numerous times on Pinterest that says "the trouble is, you think you have time" and I've never found that more true than when I realize that I'll be boarding a plane back home in 12 days. People told me over and over again that my time would go by so fast and that I'd find myself back in North Dakota wondering where the time went, but I didn't really believe them.
Four months is a long time, right? Wrong. It isn't nearly enough time to see the wonders of this city, country, continent. I've visited so many places that I never imagined myself having the opportunity to visit. If I could go back in time and tell my 10 year-old self that she'd be spending a weekend in her dream city, Paris, she would never believe me. Although, I'd rather go back and tell my freshman year of high school self that taking French was a waste of time because I'm 99% sure that Barcelona is the most amazing city I'll ever have the opportunity to visit. All I can do is hope that someday I'm able to return.
I've been trying to focus on the positive side of returning home, so I've come up with a few things that I can't wait to get back to. The first of which is my family and friends because A) I know they all miss me so much! ;) and B) I have countless souvenirs to hand out and I can't wait to feel like their own personal santa. The second is being able to drive around blasting music in my car. The walls are paper-thin in this house full of 30 people, so you could say I'm a little hesitant to sing to One Direction at the top of my lungs... Another thing that I'm looking forward to doing is saving money! I've probably spent over $100 just on laundry this semester because my house doesn't have a washing machine and the laundry-mats are ridiculously expensive. Doing laundry in the dorms next semester is going to feel way too good. I am also really excited to get back to UND and all the fun things that comes with that. The last (and probably most important) thing that I'm looking forward to is a Christmas with my family and friends, because skyping over Christmas would just be depressing...
I'm sure you're all looking forward to hearing all about (for the second time) how difficult of a time I have while attempting to pack, next week... and I would never deprive you of your wishes. Until then, it's studying for finals and last-minute tourist activities for me!