Due to recently breaking my right wrist in 2 places this post will have less words and more pictures. Who doesn’t like that?
I’ve been in London for almost 2 weeks! I never thought the day would come, but here I am sitting in a cute coffee shop in Pinner…a little suburb on the outskirts of London.
There are plenty more pictures to come, but below I’ll take you on a quick photo journey of my last few weeks. Some are out of order. It just takes so long to do things with my left hand so I left it out of order 🙂
My first day off I ventured into central London. Here are a few pics!
Like I said, I have more pictures that I’ll post later. My first 10 days I just felt disoriented and overwhelmed. I’m feeling a little more settled. I’m falling into more of a schedule. I’m getting to know my housemates, teammates and church members. I’m so thankful to be here! God is good!
Each picture has a story! They were each great moments over the last couple of weeks.
::Unavailable for picture (as in what I really do with all my time):
- Support, applications, phone calls, write emails, reply to emails, create newsletters, proof prayer cards
- And possibly unrelated, enjoying my newest favorite Cab Sav
- Friends, ahmazing emotional support for this basket case!
I went to Philly.
I meet these amazing gals!
After the above happened we had dinner at a local brewery. We enjoyed samples of their finest brews!
I cooked these.
I wrapped these.
I made Snickerdoodle Bread and my life changed.
I made this piece of heaven for Christmas!
Then I made these!
My dad was an elf.
I think it would suffice to say that I’ve had a super busy few months. Here’s my attempt to catch upl
My best friend had a baby naturally, as in no epidural. She’s my hero for that alone.
Someone brought me popcorn from one of the greatest places in the world. Garrett’s in Chicago.
I saw this car.
Now, that’s a rough summation of November.
This weekend I went to the beach with 5 good friends. We relaxed, ate great food, laughed (a lot) and rested. The trip was absolutely wonderful. Friday we spent time on the beach and then we all ate at one of favorite restaurants. Saturday morning we slept in. My friend Jason cooked breakfast and then we spent the rest of the day resting by the pool and the beach. That night we ate an outdoor bar/restaurant and enjoyed some live music. We may or may not have changed the sign on a hotel marquee (that’s right, we are all over 30). Sunday morning was wonderfully blustery. We walked across the street to a hole in the wall and ate breakfast. I spent Sunday morning laying outside by the pool, wrapped in blanket sleeping. Best. Morning. Ever. I was so very sad to leave, but I left with many memories. I have wonderful friends.