How have three months gone by so quickly?! How is it possible that I only have a month and a half left before I return to the States?!
When I left to come here at the end of January I expected to get homesick at least once (maybe not right away but after my Dad left and it sunk in that I would be in a different country for more than a week by myself) but that time never rolled around the corner. It didn’t sneak up on me after I talked to my mom on FaceTime or even when my sister showed up to visit for a few days. I think I know this feeling has yet to grab hold of me. The other day I was talking with some of my flat mates and we all agreed that we feel perfectly at home living in Brighton despite being thousands of miles away from our real homes.
When I left America I hoped that this would be all that I hoped it would and that this semester would live up to my lofty expectations but I never imagined that this experience would go above and beyond. It makes me sad to think that I have to leave England and these people that I have spent just about everyday with since I got here in less than two months. I am not ready for the adventures to end. Even though we talk about visiting each other and having reunion get-togethers we all won’t be living in Brighton again (although some of us may…aka this girl typing right now). Enough of the sappiness now and on to the adventure we had yesterday.
Flat 29A and its honorary members took on the Seven Sisters Cliffs yesterday and dare I say we lived life on the edge. The sun was out making it a wonderful day to hang out on some cliffs and at the beach in Brighton. We all packed ourselves a lunch because what is a sunny day without a little picnic with a view. It was nice to just bask in the sun and relax with friends. We explored the cliffs and by explored I mean get adventurously close to the edges and throw giant rocks into the ocean and listen for them to make a loud splash. Are we all in our 20s you may be asking yourself? Well yes we are but what is the point in life unless you act like a 5 year old every once in a while? By the time we had had enough of the cliffs we climbed down and explored the beach below. Climbing around on the rocks out in the water all while being careful not to squish a little clam or snail. And of course we topped off the adventure with a stop at the ice cream truck for a little treat before catching the bus home. It was truly a day well spent with great friends.
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