A few weeks ago I finished working in the job of a lifetime and not long after that I moved out of a city that made me feel at home from the moment I arrived. Though endings may be sad, I am endlessly grateful for all I was able to do while living in London. As I write this now, from my apartment back home in the states, there's a big, dopey smile on my face.
London is a gem of a city. With its unique blend of academia, history, arts and everything else you can think of, it has an entirely distinct personality from anywhere else I've visited (and if we're being honest, it's a pretty long list).
While I have been lucky enough to live and work in some incredible places, my time in London has set itself apart as I was living there as both a professional and a student. From Monday to Wednesday, I operated as a young professional. From Thursday onwards, I lived as a traditional university student, going to lectures and searching for some cheap food to bring to the library. The dichotomy is an interesting one, and something I have not experienced elsewhere as I have always been either working or in class, never both.
This experience gave me a distinct perspective on London, one I believe enhanced my understanding of the city and allowed me to integrate myself into the community in a way I have not done elsewhere.
Though there is tons of London that I wasn't able to get acquainted with, my little neighborhood will forever hold a piece of my heart. From walking to work along the south bank to nights at the pub and almost being blown over while crossing Waterloo bridge, London gave me everything I wanted and more.
Similar to Belgrade, London welcomed me with open arms, and I am sad to be saying goodbye. Still, London will certainly be easier to get back to and I have made a promise to the city and to myself that I will be back soon. So, goodbye for now, London. I'll see you soon. Cheers!