Travel Journal

Earlier this month I took a vacation to a place so rich in history that it overflows with beginnings and originality. It's the city that radiates honor and respect for leaders past and present and houses our nation's capital: Washington, D.C.

Walt Disney World -- maybe it’s the combination of sweltering heat and entertainers dressed as life-size rodents that terrifies you. It could be the presence of more strollers than you could ever fathom and the screaming children that occupy them that makes such a place seem like a hellish nightmare.

I once again find myself surrounded by mountains of clothes. Unfortunately for me, I’m not packing for my trip to London but instead to go home. I must say, however, that it is still quite difficult.

If there is one thing I can say for the English, it is that they love their soaps.

No matter how great living in a city is, there is a point in time when the hustle and bustle is no longer exciting but instead becomes just plain tiring.

Not that I don’t have enough to experience in London, but being a hop, skip and a jump away from so many other beautiful countries makes travel both easy and incredibly tempting.

Someone asked me the other day how quickly I would pack up my life and move to London. My response: in a heartbeat.

Walking up the nearly vertical ramp of the Sea Diamond, no forethoughts of wreckage and missing people entered my head. It was about two weeks after high school graduation and the only things on my mind were the sun, not tripping up the ramp and anticipation of seeing more of Greece and Italy.

My room is an absolute wreck. I’m not talking about a typical college student’s unorganized room with scattered shoes and dirty clothes on the floor. I mean one that’s definitely a fire hazard and could potentially be declared a disaster area.

There has been a long running joke about European music. Of course there is always some truth to the stereotype; for instance, there are a lot of nightclubs and pubs that play the "European" techno music. One of our favorite pubs, Salt, transforms from a nice nautical pub during the day to a packed nightclub at night.

One of the first things I noticed when I arrived here was the difference in fashion. People here, especially in London, are very trendy. I've even noticed that older women are more fashion-forward here than in the States.

But seriously, I have already survived the little things, as all college students are familiar with, when moving to a new place.

The interns and I went to Edinburgh (pronounced Edinburra), Scotland, during the weekend. It's a gorgeous place and is personally my favorite city. We arrived the day after Burns night on Thursday, Jan. 25.

This week, the Welsh celebrate their version of Valentine's Day, Santes Dwynwen Day.

There's this huge uproar in the U.K. about "Celebrity Big Brother."