Libby H. - London, England - Spring 2010

The first thing I thought upon my arrival into London was, "Wow, London...what a city." I'm not going to lie, my first few days here were rather rough. Trying to patch together a new life for myself wasn't the easiest first experience that I've ever had. Getting off the plane I soon realized that my American cellphone didn't work at all and our hotel had no internet thus leaving me with no solid, inexpensive way to contact my family. For those of you going to another country either 1) have your phone unlocked so you can use it anywhere or 2) plan on buying a phone as soon as you possibly can. There are super affordable phone plans and sim cards.

I can't tell you how many times in my first few days here in London that I caught myself wishing that I were back home, safe, and following my natural routine. But then I think, isn't that why I left Elmhurst in the first place? And yes, my friends, it is. It's been almost a month since I've first arrived in London and I have experienced a roller coaster of emotions ranging from sadness and homesickness to never wanting to leave this historic and stunning city. I'll have to say that all the preparation in the world could not have made this experience any easier of a transition. Living in a new place brings the bad with the good and I've quickly learned that it takes a lot of adjusting, leaning on your new found friends, an easygoing attitude, and chocolate. Yes, lots of chocolate.

I have one last suggestion that had proved extremely helpful for me; Start your own, personal blog (if you can) so that you can easily write down all your current thoughts and also pass the word on to the masses so you don't have to tell the same story time, and time, and time again. If you're really feeling anxious, don't keep it in, ask tons of questions, take a deep breath, and remind yourself...this really is the chance of a lifetime.

Cheers!