Winding Down but not Settling Down

This past weekend was the last weekend of the semester. Well we have finals this coming weekend so it was the last real weekend. It was crazy and fun but also humbling. It started with Thursday night at the Collegiate choir performance. It was all about the last time of this or the end of the semester. There were tears all around. It finally dawned on me that I'm in England. It's crazy that it took this long but it did. That night a lot of the college went out into Grantham. It was so much fun to hang out with everyone. The next morning was rough for a lot of people because we left at 8am to go on out London field trip. 

When we arrived in London I was given a tour of St. Paul's Cathedral by Dr. Kingsley. I didn't learn a lot for the exam but I learned a lot of fun information. Then I walked with two of my roommates down to the national galleries to see some portraits of people we've studied and since we had time to kill we got to see some of my favorite painters as well. Then I met up with some other friends to go to Tate Moderne and see some modern art. I didn't really like most of it but I saw some Picasso, Modrian, van Goh, and Monet so I was happy. Then we came back to the manor and I slept for what felt like days. 

Saturday was a blast. All day long the whole manor was getting ready for the costume ball. It was like getting ready for a formal, only better. We started with a reception to celebrate the Gatsberade and then got dinner. After dinner it was time to dance. Spice Girls to Cha Cha Slide to Cupid Shuffle to Kesha helped is dance the night away. Then a group of us went up to my room and hung out. After chatting for a while we hiked into the woods to find one of the bunkers that the British had used to hide from the Germans during the world wars. It was cold and dark but also a ton a fun. Then we rolled down a hill and it was the most perfect roll down a hill ever. Then I slept for hours and hours. Then I spent all of Sunday in bed watching ridiculous movies. 

This being the last week of classes ad I don't like it. I don't want to leave this magical place. I don't want all the new friends to disappear or my roommates and I to have different schedules. I'm going to miss cuddle puddles and group nap time and just going for a hike in the woods at 1am because we're bored. 

This semester is almost over but the impact of it is only just beginning. 

Bise Bise