Flying Home… Like a G6
ILLEGAL PICTURE TAKING. Just kidding. I put my phone to flight-mode so it was all good.
Not really, friends. My plane was surprisingly tiny and filled with old people.
Very un-G6 like, actually.
Any who, I’m back in Florida and the seventy degree temperature difference was a real shocker, that’s for sure. I was wearing three pairs of socks, leggings under pants, three shirts, a hoodie, my plaid trench coat, gloves, my babushka scarf, a headband, and a hat over that. Remember, it was 0 degrees with windchill this morning in the city.
“What is this post even about, Chelsea?”
Nothing really. I have nothing else to say. My trip is over. I learned a lot, I had an amazing experience, and although I was sad to leave the Northland (Let me tell you, landing in Florida in the winter is depressing. Everything looks dead. And no snow.), my heart beckons me back to New College.
Thanks for reading, I guess? I hope it was at least worth the couple of minutes it takes to read these blog posts. And who knows? Maybe I’ll keep blogging intermittently. Or travel soon enough to make this a travel blog.
But I doubt that.
Until next time, lovelies.
