Remember those days of annoying Facebook countdowns, reminding you all of how beyond excited I was to actually leave for London? Doesn’t it seem like just yesterday I had more than 100 days left until I was off to my favorite city?? It seems that way to me, but yet when I look at the calendar…wait, when did it become November?! Man alive…time is flying by, and I want nothing but for it to slow down. How have I already been here for a month and a half?
School is still going quite well…well, it’s a little too interesting at times. While scavenging for a book in the vastness of the library, I felt a bit like a kid in a candy store. It was as if the shelves had been filled just for me, with all the books and topics that I have been yearning to read lined up one after another. The best thing? The reason why I’m here is to read all these books; I no longer am having to find time to cram in reading…now I’m trying to cram in other things around the reading. And then I go to class, and don’t find myself itching to look at a clock to see how much time until I am released to more interesting activities (well, until my stomach growls, and then I am really wishing I had brought a pizza as a light snack).
Autumn is in full force here in London. The leaves are changing and floating to the ground at a rapid pace, and the wind has a bit of a chill to it now. And while pumpkin treats aren’t too prevalent here, it makes them all the more sweet when you finally track one down (apparently this was the first year here for the Pumpkin Spice Latte!). Autumn is my favorite time of year, but I can’t help but have extra enthusiasm for the Christmas extravaganza that will take over the city soon; Jenn and I already have already compiled a list of Christmas activities that begin next week. I have also booked my train ticket to Paris, which makes me all the more anxious for the Christmas season (in case you didn’t know, this is where I’ll be spending my holiday…I know, life is just rough). Between the longing for things in the near future and burying my nose in books, I am so afraid that this year will race past and leave me before I am ready.
I have still been horrible about wandering the city with my camera, but here is a photo of the tennis courts my room looks out on. Sure, it is slightly creepy that people were on the courts while I was perched above them with my camera, but I found it endearing that they were playing through the rain.