After Cadíz, my next trip was back to Southampton to see my
best friends at university, most of whom I hadn’t seen for 6 months. I specifically
went back because my February half-term conveniently coincided with one of my
closest friends Meg’s 21st birthday. Happy Birthday Meggy!
I was so excited to see everyone that I got butterflies on the journey from the airport. I definitely wasn't expecting to be so excited considering I'm still yet to get properly homesick. Luckily my friends didn't disappoint and I had the most amazing
time hanging out and catching up, we even managed to fit in a spontaneous
go-karting trip (which I inevitably lost). When I was surrounded by my friends in
the house where I lived last year it genuinely felt like I’d never left.
As well as seeing my university friends I also got to see my
friends from Somerset because we all went to Oxford to celebrate Rach’s 21st
birthday (perfect timing). In typical Somerset style we all dressed up as rowdy
pirates and hit the town.
When I’m in Spain I don’t miss life back in England because my two lives are so detached and different that it doesn’t seem like I should be living anywhere
else. However, only when I saw them did I realise how much I’d missed all of my
friends. I’m happy to be back, but I was sad to leave.
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