Homecoming

After months of France, I can say that I was very glad to go home this weekend. There was so much that I missed about London, so much that the French could not provide.

For starters I missed the queues in England, the French have no concept of queuing, they just stand everywhere, so you have no idea who is next to be served. And then there’s the public transport. In London, we wait for people to get off the trains first before barging in, but in France they just barge in as soon as the door opens. Then there’s everything associated with the oven, Sunday roast, Yorkshire pudding etc. They don’t have ovens!! At least not in student accommodations. That means no Sunday roast. Don’t they know that you can’t fry Yorkshire puddings! Or else it’ll just be pancakes. And scones. Oh how I missed scones. And a proper cup of tea!! I’ve definitely missed London, more than I thought.

Going home was a much needed break from my studies. Although I’ve been travelling Europe, nothing compares to home, nothing compares to London. It is literally the best city in the world! And I’m not saying that because I’m from London. I’ve been to Paris, Barcelona, Madrid, New York, Amsterdam, Rome, Venice, and so many others, but none of them compare to London. London will forever and always be the best city in the world. It is home and family and everything I love is there (scones, queues, tea, everything mentioned above).

I can now continue my year abroad knowing that home will always be home. Hopefully the next time I’m in England I’ll have time to go and see my wonderful university (the University of Strasbourg has nothing on Leicester). I can’t wait!!!