When buying my flight to return to the States, my parents and I discovered that the price of a flight from London to San Francisco is actually absurd – but a flight from London to Los Angeles is actually pretty affordable. So my family decided to make a trip out of it!
My sister Haley and my parents drove down to LA, stopping on the way to look at college campuses to give Haley an idea of what she was looking for. They picked me up from the airport on the way, and we drove down to San Diego and met up with my brother Riley! Since he lives in Arizona, it was a great halfway point for us to see him and his dog Katie, who just keeps getting cuter. It was such a shock to leave London weather and arrive in San Diego sun, but quite a welcome change.
My jet lag was pretty rough, too. The first night, I woke up wide awake at 3am California time, ready to start my day. But it’s really difficult to complain about waking up at 3am if you can walk out to a completely empty beach with a good book. Coming to San Diego was a great way for me to transition back to America.
As an American living in London, your ears sort of perk up whenever you hear another person with an American accent. You may even go so far as to ask them where they’re from, and even start a conversation. So when I got back to the US, my first thought was, “Why are there so many Americans here?!” and immediately after, “Oh.” I had a bit of trouble transitioning back to American currency, which my parents found hilarious, and I got horribly sunburnt after being exposed to so little sun for so long.
All in all, though, I was so happy to see my family again. It doesn’t matter where you live – your family and friends can make any place your home.