I’ve been putting off writing this, trying to decide if I wanted to do any kind of sappy, my-year-abroad-is-up, reflection post.

One that would probably discuss in depth all the amazing food I’ve eaten and the wonderful people I’ve met.

Maybe one that would go over some of the hugely important lessons I’ve learned through my time in Lyon and London. Lessons such as “do not make eye contact with people on the tube”, “do not ever leave the house in leggings, you are not a peasant”, and “having a lighter at the ready is an excellent way to pick up foreigners”.

I might even write about some of the things that I’ve learned about myself. For example, that I am truly, madly, deeply passionate about fertoise cheese and that my future probably does not lie in Scotland. Or that I shouldn’t wear beanies, but am probably going to do it anyway.

But I’m not going to do any of that, because I am a stone cold bitch and being sentimental is not my thing.

What I will say is that it has been one of the best years of my life and I loved every second of it, despite taking a class on Les Mis in Lyon or living in Harrow in London. And I will continue to live it vicariously through Instagram throwbacks and this blog.

Here’s a video I made of some snapshots of London; something new and infinitely artier than what I usually do, but what can I say? I had a lot of time to kill at Heathrow. Enjoy.


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