Rachyl's World Adventure travel blog

There is only a little over a week left until I leave for my semester abroad in England, yet I am finding it hard to wrap my head around the fact that that also means I will soon be 4,000 miles away from home... for 4 months. And even though I have had many months to come to terms with the idea, I know it won't make it any easier to adjust. I will still miss my family, my friends, the food, the comfort of what I am used to, and people who actually call a bubbler a bubbler (because let's all be honest with ourselves, that is what it is. I don't want to hear any of that nonsense about it being a "water fountain"). For that reason, I am going to take advantage of this last week I have left in the good ole US of A. I am going to spend time with the people I love, eat the food that I might not be able to for the next 4 months, and freeze my butt off in weather that is colder than it ever will be in England (all while of course packing because I do only have one week left and four months is a long time. I can't completely procrastinate on that).

And while I know I will enjoy my last week, I know must also still keep an eye to the future. Which creates a whole kaleidoscope of butterflies in my stomach (yes that is what you call a group of butterflies, either incredibly strange or incredibly poetic, you decide). I have to be honest and say I am a little nervous. Anyone in their right mind would be (right!?). While this isn't my first time out of the United States (I have been to several Caribbean Islands and Costa Rica), it is certainly my longest time away and my first time to Europe. And not to sound cliche but "it's a whole 'nother world out there". Who knows what it has in store for me? I won't even know who my roommate will be or even how many roommates I will have until I arrive at Harlaxton. I also know there will be a steep learning curve when it comes to independent travel (what exactly is "the tube" again?) When I think about all the new things I will be hit with in England, I have to force myself to stop and take a breath. Then proceed to remind myself that I won't be alone in this. Everyone going to Harlaxton is going through the same thing, and this comforts me. We will soon be going on haphazard adventures (and learning how to make them less so) together. Adventures all over Europe, filling our passports with stamp after stamp. Tasting the cultures for brief moments.

And that takes me to the purpose of this blog. Because while I will be going on these adventures, exploring, and becoming a world-traveler and what not, there will still be people I love back at home wondering what I'm up to. And I know I can be terribly awful at sharing my experiences. So this blog is to hopefully help me with that. I will try to update it weekly with my adventures for all of you to see and get your doses of Rachyl with. In turn you will try not to judge me for how mediocre it is. Sound good? Great. I am going to assume that was a yes. Next week-ish I will be able to post about my first experiences in Harlaxton, England, but that's it for now. So see you in approximately one week.

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