Hello!
When I was just 18, I went to London for the summer. I was over there for 5 weeks and had the time of my life. I was nervous about being there because I had never gone to another country (excluding the little Caribbean islands) and wanted to go home the first few days. The city won over my heart and I documented it in a journal I kept from that year. Since it’s coming up on 5 years since I was last there, I am going to post some of my writings from that time and reflect on them at the end.
Thanks for reading!
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