I have been back home for a few days now and I have already cured most of my cravings. I had chick-fil-a on the way home from the airport (I guzzled down that sweet tea like no other), eggo waffles every morning (have no idea how I lived without them for 6 months when I’ve been eating them for breakfast my whole life), chicken and yellow rice and I went to one of my favorite restaurants in Charleston. YUMMZ.
I went to Target today, had completely forgotten how glorious that place is and then I got to just drive around in my car, singing at the top of my lungs. I think that must be the thing that I missed the most, you really can’t sing in a house with 4 roommates.
Leaving was really, really strange. I had no idea what to feel, am I happy? sad? I think I was a mixture of almost every emotion possible. There was a lot going on at the end of my time in Scotland, I got a lot closer to some of my roommates and started having a heck of a lot of fun and it definitely made it much harder to leave. I guess that’s how it goes when you’re leaving some place though. It’s fun and exciting at first, absolutely miserable in the middle and then all of a sudden you’re having the time of your life right before you have to leave.
And now that I’m back, I feel like I have no idea what just happened. I remember other Scotland interns from the year before telling me that it all feels like a dream when you get back and it absolutely feels exactly like that. All the sadness is gone because now I look back at these AMAZING memories and friends that I made and just feel so great that it happened but am so glad to be back to what is my real life.