Saturday 15th December 2012 - 6.19am
So, I’m chilling at Gate D16 of Frontier Airlines in Detroit
Airport, Michigan. Not been sat down ten minutes and I’ve resorted to drafting
a blog post in Microsoft Word. I have deduced my tedium stems from the fact I’m
currently migrating to Los Angeles and I am irrepressibly ecstatic. Seeing as I
have just over an hour to kill, I figured catching up on the last month of BG
may be a resourceful use of my time.
Friday evening, two weekends previous to now, a few treasured
members of Kreischer Ashley and their honorary guests (myself and Mere) encumbered
ourselves into two motor vehicles and embarked on an expedition to Columbus,
Ohio. Why Columbus I hear you cry? Cause dat shit has Christmas lights. Chelsea
summoned us all to her humble abode in order to get a good look at these
sparkly bastards and we for one modestly obliged. We arrived Friday night and
elected to spend it celebrating our British vices. I’ll leave the interpretation
of that to viewer discretion but let’s just say it had some questionable
consequences. The subsequent morning gave light to some stimulating epiphanies
and several offensive tummy aches. Even so, the warriors that we are, we
invaded and explored Columbus mall. I for one indulged a little too much but
that’s neither here nor there. Mitch consoled his tummy ache in the car with
the window cracked – no treats for him.
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| I lost my camera so my trusty-friend google helped out. Columbus Kinda looked like this. |
Evening approached meaning it was time to face the 2 hour
traffic. Mere and I entertained ourselves by desecrating her car decorations
and playing piggy in the middle with them, the piggy being the car roof. The
divide in cars caused a rather awkward segregation resulting in the two of us
being segregated from the remainder of the group however this didn’t prove too
disappointing as some vagabond accosted us with an agreeable BOGOF coupon. We
wondered aimlessly around the display with chipper little grins on our faces,
that is, until we discovered the aquarium when we launched ourselves in its
general direction. Retrospectively, this was favourable as we ran literally
into the men of our dreams – Zach and Reed. Though nothing but a free meal
actually came of it, we were pretty enthusiastic about it.
On our return to Chelsea’s brought me a new experience that
I’m pretty sure I’m going to want to relive – making my first smores. Mmmm
mmmm, who knew a melted chocolate, marshmellow and gram cracker sandwich would
taste so delicious. And so, this concluded our penultimate weekend at BG. Time
to depart home and essentially do a degree of work. Our final weekend in BG
doesn’t bear thinking about so I’m going to lightly skim over it. In summary,
Columbus was a test run and this weekend was British vice in full force. Again,
reader discretion applicable. With the weekend over, the goodbyes began. Though
we’d only been in BG for a semester and we had our own established friend group
to return home to, the goodbyes were many and difficult but for the sake of my dignity
I shan’t go into that as I disprove of public crying. With everyone else homestead,
we were about the only ones remaining on Friday evening but not for long as 2am
rolled round and so did our taxi to Detroit Airport.
Farewell BG.
So, here I am, coming to the end of my Study Abroad
experience, running on approximately 20/120 hours sleep, wearing 2 pairs of
leggings, 3 pairs of socks, a pair of Nike airs, a scarf, a vest , t-shirt,
long-sleeve shirt, hoodie and a coat in order to save space in my luggage and I
wouldn’t change it for the world.
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