“It’s like a movie!”
I have been repeating this phrase so many times as I stand in awe at the beauty of England. From the bustling streets of the city to the quaint towns only a few miles away from London, I cannot get over how gorgeous the historic areas are compared to the modern buildings of America.
I have been fortunate enough to spend my Fridays thus far going outside London to smaller cities such as Hastings, Rye, and Canterbury. The villages are adorable with their small streets, colorful and ornate buildings, and slower-moving ambiance. I have seen cottages, cathedrals, and castles. I have had afternoon tea and lush meal spreads. When I post photos on my social media, the comments of “this is the most British thing I’ve ever seen” have happened multiple times, which always makes me smile.
I have made comments to my parents saying I am basically doing things I would in Holland, MI, just in a different country. However, in the moments I take the sights in and reflect on all I have already been able to do, I realize it is so much more than my typical day at Hope. I get to live out my dark-academia dreams and feel like my life is the movie I have always wanted to be a part of.
