It's the final countdown...

So this is it. Tomorrow I leave for England. I keep going back and forth between absolute terror at the aspect of leaving and super excited to go to Sheffield. I guess that’s normal when starting a whole new chapter of life. A part of me still doesn’t believe I’m going. I mean this time last year I would have called you crazy if you said I would be moving to England for my Master’s.

This is hard; it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I’m starting completely over; I literally don’t know a soul over there. The support system I’ve built over the past few years at Brockport aren’t around anymore and that’s scary.

Before flying out my family and I visited my brother in New York City. Jack moved to Queens about a year ago and I still have not been up there to visit so it was nice to have time to visit. We headed up Thursday morning and got in around 3pm. I met Jack’s roommate Kevin who is pretty cool.

Friday my Mom, Dad and I went to central park while my brother was at work. We walked around the park for a few hours. I finally saw strawberry fields and the Alice and Wonderland statue. It’s such a cool park, I wish we had had more time and energy to walk around. After the park we walked to Times Square and hung out there for a while.

Saturday we all went to the Museum of Natural history. It’s my favorite museum so I was excited to get to go again. While we were there we met up with my two cousins Mike and Jimmy. We walked around the museum for a few hours till we got hungry. We then went to the shake shack and had one of the best burgers I’ve ever had. If you get the chance the Shake shack is awesome. After that we took the subway to the World trade center, but it was raining really bad so we didn’t go see the memorial. That night Jimmy and Mike came over, had dinner and played cards for a little while.

My plane leaves tomorrow at 5:40 pm. The taxi is picking us up at 2pm then taking us directly to the airport. I’m flying out on Aer lingus, I have a layover in Dublin before flying to Manchester.  People from the university are picking me up at the airport and taking me to international student orientation. It’s going to be a busy day. I move into my actual room on September 15^th. I’m living in Opal 2 which includes a full gym, sauna and a pool! Sweet deal!

So off I go. I leave you with the immortal words of John Denver:          

                                                                    

All my Bags are packed I’m ready to go
I’m standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking it’s early morn
The Taxi’s waiting, it’s blowing it’s horn
already I’m so lonely I could die

So Kiss me and Smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
cause I’m leaving on jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh Babe I hate to go