That is the only word I can come up with to describe the past 4 days of my life. I'm not entirely sure where to start! I will try to work forward from the obvious...
I arrived safely home around 3am Friday morning.
I am severely and hopelessly jet lagged, and I woke up well before the sun rose this morning. It has been very nice but also very strange spending time with my parents, brother, and three kitties (they all remembered me, by the way).
My bedroom and living room look like England and an airport procreated, then their spawn vomited clothes, suitcases, and art supplies onto every inch of open carpet space. (Translation if that made absolutely no sense: it's a mess).
I could not remember how to make $3.20 change at the airport because we don't have 20p coins, so I panicked and threw a $5 bill at the cashier.
As we were leaving the airport parking garage, I could barely keep it together when the booth cashier man began speaking in the most stereotypical Minnesotan accent I have ever heard in my life. Everyone sounds funny here.
We don't have a kettle in the house and that makes me sad.
I couldn't remember the location of my underwear drawer, my pants (trousers), or power outlets in my bedroom. This frustrated me.
Want to hear about the nightmare that was my journey home? Well here's a run-down of my last days in England, farewells, and the flight back to America... Wow I guess I haven't even mentioned our farewell party so I will being with that. On Tuesday we had our farewell dinner/awards ceremony aboard a riverboat on the Severn. Whoever came up with that idea was a genius because it was so much fun! We dressed to the nines and boarded the boat around 6pm, took a ton of photos, reminisced, drank a little (some people drank a lot), pulled a few "Jack and Rose" poses and ate some pretty good food. I am proud to say that I received one of Paul Cannon's recognitions for my hard work in Advanced Writing fall semester, in addition to one of the two $500 scholarships. My lack of a social life and traveling paid off! The awards ceremony really wasn't about money, though, because we were so far past the point of just being able to recognize academic achievement. The professors were our travel companions and friends, so they all gave out their own custom awards that--even though they weren't accompanied by money--were incredibly special. One of my favorite recognitions was when we gave Mark the Coach Driver a standing ovation simply for being awesome. We've really all become one big family over the year.
Makes me miss my dear little Worcester just looking at these photos again... Click here to see the rest of the photos from the cruise.
The next day we went to the horse races, which was a super cool experience (especially when I won ten pounds)! I just knew Spock would win. ;) I couldn't believe that Gabriel, Roisin, nor Lindsey had ever been to the races before! It was stupidly hot out, but we all had a good time.
I'm going to post this just because it's long enough already, so this will be split into two. The second half will start with Thursday, May 24th. =)