Yowza. I’ve been in London for exactly 3 months today. I will write only 9 more of these posts. I have 65 days left in Notting Hill, minus my three spring break trips. So many numbers, but so few left to count down. (While we’re at it, my dad pointed out that I’ve lived in North Carolina for 16 years this week. Incredible.) Anyway…
springtime at UNC, where everything is blooming and everyone lounges around the quad between classes and the temperature fluctuates between 60 and 80 degrees. I can only dream of such things here.
I don’t miss:
exam time conveniently coinciding with the glorious weather. ‘Cause that’s just mean.