Good Ol' Blighty

I have been very, very silent so I apologise. But, in my defence, the whole point of my blog is to tell you all about my travels in America and, well, I haven't really been having many of those recently! I am back in good ol' Blighty. It is cold, rainy, grey and very good to be back. Don't get me wrong I have loved my first semester but 17 weeks away from home is a very long time and the work load towards the end was completely and utterly exhausting.

Returning to England wasn't as much of a shock to the system as I was anticipating. I remember coming back across the Atlantic for the first time in 2005 after moving to Virginia . It was January, and I was about to start Boarding School. I had been in America for about 7 months and coming back was the strangest thing and something I will never forget. My home town of Salisbury, which had once been so familiar to me appeared alien and strange; everything seemed much smaller and more grey. I didn't get the same feeling returning this time... probably largely due to the fact that as soon as I was out of the airport and in the car I fell asleep - mid sentence apparently although I'm not entirely sure I believe my parents when the say that! I suppose being much older I'm also used to the changes and to some extent expect them.

I have now been back for just over two weeks and it's strange how distant UCONN seems; almost as though it never happened. Since I have been home I have been busy travelling around the South trying to catch up with as many people as possible, then  it was of course Christmas and New Year and now I'm finally relaxing for my last few weeks at home making the most of the sofa, tv, yummy home cooked food, normal drinking age and not having to do my own laundry; *living the dream*!

I have a few tidbits from the hols I want to share with you but for now I'm off to the pub to enjoy it while I still can!