And the end is near..

Sadface.
So yes, I am writing this on my last night in the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland (Prof. Meercat, I remembered the whole thing, be proud). And it seems surreal. The past three weeks, and four months really, have been an amazing adventure. A whirlwind of emotions. A joyride. Something everyone should experience.
A brief rundown on the last weeks in Britain.
After we returned from Paris, the fact that we were all leaving began to set in. It got scary- realizing how little time we really had left all together, but exciting- Christmas and the idea of home was approaching.
December 6th- a Santa and elf party! We were all dressed up in our Christmas garb, and got our groove on at Oceana and the Disco (hence the use of the word groove).
On December 7th, Allison, Bianca, Chris and I went to Celtic Manor resort and had a delightful day of mini golf and afternoon tea. I love afternoon tea, and plan on continuing it back across the pond. On December 10th, we went to St. Paul's church for the Swansea Choral Christmas Concert (Mr. Dobbs was singing), and we thoroughly enjoyed it. We also got all dressed up, and being the classy folk we are, ate pizza and chatted.
December 11th. 2pm. We said goodbye to the darling Courtney Campbell (via a dance off to the most ghetto tunes you can think of) and the lovable Yushi Redhead (love that British Asian kid, and his Zara coat).
There was a SNOWBALL on December 12th, and let it be known, that Kate and I looked amazing. I was wearing my tux, and Kate in a stunning  dark blue velvet strapless dress, and bright red lips. We looked the epitome of glam. (not to sound vain or anything :) )
Then the inevitable happened. I said goodbye to my loves,Bianca,  Allison, Cristen, Freddie, Chris, Kate, and every other amazing person I have met since September 7th. December 13th will always be  a sad day. I left bright and early the next day for 5 days in Scotland- which is where I currently am.

I'll add another post about Scotland!!! and a reflection once I'm stateside again, but the hotel hot tub is calling; and the realization that in 8 hours I will embark on a 13 hour journey home is sinking in. So. After this brief bit,more will come.

This semester was a gem, and I don't regret any part of it. We loved, we laughed, we drank, and we cried (mostly in the past week), and we became a family. The Swansea family. A mixture of Americans, Austrians, Brits and Welshmen. (with a few Germans and Dutch thrown in for spice).

Much Love. X