It’s a thing now. I promise.
Back in 2006, I went to Oxford, England for a study abroad program between my junior and senior years of college. I was sifting through my old livejournal, and realized I had been trying to decide between taking summer school in Texas (for who knows what reason) or pinning wishful hopes on a study abroad program.
Wow am I glad I was able to choose study abroad. I think only one of my close friends from high school studied abroad, but I knew it was a thing that a lot of people did, and I had always been insanely interested in medieval history!
While I may have made the occasional questionable decision — “Mmm…. custard. One pound and 1.5 ounces of custard for 1.05 pounds. Two bucks for like a pound of custard!!” (<–Taken from my journal.) …overall, I can definitely say that five weeks was a transformative experience for me.
And because I’m one of those crazy documenter-types, I’m so glad I took lots of notes, took a zillion pictures, and wrote long journal entries about my time there. It was probably a good thing that Facebook’s policies at the time limited me to 60 pictures per album…
First and foremost though — this trip really taught me that I could be independent, go places on my own, and things would be awesome. It worked. :) I took the train to a remote country home for a tour, I took the train to see a musical in London, and I took the train to see a renaissance faire at a castle! Those deserve their own posts… all in good time.
Have you ever traveled alone, or ever wanted to? Where would you go or what would you see if you didn’t have to factor in someone else’s decisions?