Week 20

This is my final entry. i did one before i left and i am doing this final one for my first week back at home.


I had a traumatic time trying to get home with delayed flights from Las Vegas to Philadelphia due to the tornadoes across America. This then led to me missing my connection at Philadelphia Airport. what was annoying was this: as we were on the runway at Philadelphia we had to wait for a plane to taxi out so we can taxi in and the plane that was coming out was actually the flight to Manchester i was supposed to be on. Why they couldn't wait 10 extra minutes is beyond me but then again that is the pleasure of using US Airways. I began to learn a lot about US Airways and how unreliable they can be. my 13 hour trip home soon turned into 36 hours. I spent the night in Philadelphia- a city i hope to never see again and then 11 hours waiting for my flight at the airport with Dave and Claire.

Dave and Claire are a lovely couple from Liverpool who kept me company. They were nice enough however i now know about all their pets [bear in mind they are retired!] and even their plasterers dog, Joseph, from 1986. Joseph was a little black dog who went everywhere with George [the plasterer] and one day... no don't worry i won't bore you with the details too! 


Exhausted wasn't quite the word when i arrived in sunny Manchester 27 hours later than i should have done!
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My first week home was strange to say the least. I arrived home to a new car- Mini Cooper and i got to see my horse after 19 long weeks of separation. I did have a slight problem because i'd forgotten how to drive but that soon came back after a few attempts- gave my mum a good laugh at any rate. 
I went for lunch with Jenny on the Thursday and got yet another new phone number, lunch with Nicola on Friday and out for a drink with Nicola on Saturday too. 
When i woke up on Thursday morning i was rather confused as to where i was given Sunday night i was in Las Vegas, Monday was Philadelphia and then Wednesday Fylingthorpe! In some ways it feels like only a week ago i was nervous about leaving for America and here i am 20 weeks later writing my final blog post back in my room.

I have no regrets about going even if the work load was hard and very demanding. I loved every minute of being at Juniata College and all the friends i have made. Would i do it again? Yes! 
Next year i hope to get an intern-ship through BUNAC or something similar for summer and we shall go from there. If nothing else this whole experience has made me realise i can do more than i ever thought i could before.

Final Goodbye Folks!