For the final days of my short time in London, the group went to Stratford-upon-Avon. The birthplace of Shakespeare. A quaint little town, and a wonderfully calm note to end the trip on. After the nearly month-long time I spent in the vibrant city of London, this quiet town was the breath of fresh air we all needed. A deep breath it was.
We saw the birthplace of good old willy (this time I mean the house, not the town), the New House (that being the house he moved to after coming back to Stratford from London), the Hathaway cottage, and even the final resting place of Will, complete with a curse (seen below). a quiet place that sleeps early, rises early, and everyone was so very nice, Stratford was genuinely an honest highlight of the trip.
Thinking back on my time, I don’t think anyone could ever be the same after going abroad. Not just to London, but anywhere far and away, a culture different from your own, a place where the unfamiliar has to be home for a little while. It is a life-changing experience. Like good old Billy Shakes, starting as the young son of a glover, and becoming history’s most famous playwright. Hell, he moved to London for a while. When he came back he bought the biggest house in town. Maybe the same might happen to me. When I get back to Arkansas maybe ill start turning heads.
more than anything else I can take away from this trip, I take a piece of wisdom I learned. Everyone is interesting but the world is much bigger than everyone, but that insignificance is not a scary thought. that difference is a wonder bigger than the universe. Travel. With whatever means you have, find a way to travel, because the world wider than your small town or city holds the keys to growth you can’t find anywhere else.
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