That Travelled World

I'm sitting here in sunny Edinburgh (just kidding, it's cloudy.) with one more week before I head home. I'd say it's hard to believe, but we all know how quickly time slips away. Yesterday I bade farewell to my parents after a great 1.5 weeks of traveling throughout England together. Over the past few weeks I walked along the coast in Bridlington, ate Yorkshire pudding in Yorkshire, watched Big Ben strike twelve, survived a terror drive from Cambridge to York, met a University of MN student in a Chip shop in York, and enjoyed a beautiful sunny day on Arthur's Seat. Many new memories to lie among many more made this semester.

The quote at the top of my blog comes from Lord Tennyson's poem Ulysses:

I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough
Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades
For ever and ever when I move.

Over the course of the last five months, my own sphere of 'travelled world' has expanded. Four stamps now sit on the previous plain white pages of my passport, stamps which represent so much more than just the name of a country. Thanks to this semester, I've gained a much greater appreciation of my friends, family, and school back home, while enjoying the company of new friends and a new school here in Edinburgh.

I am a part of all that I have met, and Edinburgh is now a part of me.

Thanks for reading. I'll see you soon across the pond.  
(also I'll probably keep this blog open to write things occasionally, since I like to do that.)