The next couple days were spent in London, but it was hard to really settle down before we flew back to Boston on friday. We arrived around 9:30 PM EST, meaning it was really 2:30 AM in our minds. I spent the weekend with old friends, the one's I hadn't seen for 3 months, knowing on Sunday I'd be flying back home and finally be situated.
I also managed to find an apartment with Jacki, Billy and Mike, along with Aunt Roni and Uncle Marc who were very helpful!
So here I am... a couch in America. It feels good to be home, but at the same time I'll miss the small town feel of the castle. Most of all, I think I miss the camaraderie that comes from living in a castle with 80 other students. Already i've seen the effect that we've had on each other, and I know everyone has grown over the semester. I only hope that we all stay close, but without the castle to physically hold us together, its clear that nothing is going to be the same.
Nevertheless, we'll always be able to say
Hey, remember that time we biked to Germany?
Hey, remember that time we ran across Venice to catch a bus home?
Hey, remember that time we went to our first coffeeshop in Amsterdam?
Hey, remember that time we lived in a Castle?
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