Week One - Thursday, September 8th

My first week here has been a little crazy.  I was mixed up between being so tired that I only wanted to sleep and too excited to even lie down.  I was also a little nervous being from a small town.  London seemed so big at first and I was afraid of getting swept away by the endless sea of people, run over by one of the wild drivers racing down the wrong side of the street, or taken to the end of the world with no way back by the tube.  But it turns out those things were the least of my worries.

London is amazing and I have adjusted so quickly.  I feel like I can really get around pretty efficiently and I just love the vibe this city gives off.  People constantly rushing past in a hurry to get who knows where and beautiful scenery that will take your breath away are in continuous motion.  I want to pack the city up and keep it in my pocket to pull out whenever I leave this wonderful place.  It seems everyting I worried about is long gone.

Most of the people are genuinely pleasant and some even realise I'm THAT girl.   The silly American who has lost her way and some people even come up and ask me where I'm trying to get and point me in the right direction.  Most others will help me out if I can run them down in their hurry to get wherever they are going.  Still a few completely ignore me or continue on by with a simple "sorry" and won't listen to a thing I have to say.  That's something that I will have to get used to because in my hometown of 800 people everyone is friendly, but then again I always knew where I was going.

The one thing I didn't expect to be as difficult is not seeing my boyfrined or my family.  I knew I would miss them of course but it's a little different when I'm 4000 miles away and won't see them until Christmas.  But I know they love me and they should know I miss them like crazy.  I'm so excited to be on this adventure that I'm not letting anything hold me back.  I can't wait to get back out and see more of the streets of London.