Au Revoir London!

“A man of ordinary talent will always be ordinary, whether he travels or not; but a man of superior talent will go to pieces if he remains forever in the same place.” – Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Moving to a new country is kind of like transgressing backwards in time, to a period in which your every notion was based on learning the basics.

Facing the world just as a child does, with wonder, amazement, panic, doubt, and (unfortunately) sometimes resentment. Just like taking your first steps and speaking your first words were met with joy by your parents and loved ones, but irritation and frustration within yourself for why something so elementary had to be so challenging, so too is the feeling of up and leaving everything you know, and choosing a new place to call your home.

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The street I called my home in Kilburn, London.

I write this as I sit at London St. Pancras International, one of the largest (and in my opinion) most beautiful train stations in the world. A place where people from all walks of life come together: businessmen catching trains home to their quaint English cottages in the Cotswolds, families with gleeful children in tow on the way to Disneyland Paris, students running for the tube in order to make it to their Tinder date in time.

Whatever the reason, if one takes a little time to just observe some of these people wandering around the giant station, it both gives you a great sense of belonging, and a serious sense of loneliness.

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St.Pancras – Kings Cross

The time is 13:44, and my one-way ticket to Paris Gare du Nord does not leave London’s sweet and familiar embrace until 15:31. I feel like I have spent the last week waiting for these final moments, and rather than lapping up everything I possibly could in one of the most amazing cities on earth,  I have instead been like a little kid waiting for Christmas morning. Impatient, giddy, excited, happy, confused, and most of all, just plain restless and anxious.

Although I am going to live with my boyfriend, I am still embarking on a journey of which I have no guarantees.

No job. No friends. Just me, my boyfriend, and Paris.

Let the adventure begin, shall we?

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