Start of Sep 2015…
It has really dawned on me how much it will hurt to say au revoir to all the amazing people in my life right now.
I did the only thing a girl can do in this type of situation…I dedicated the week to catch-ups:
Monday I dressed up pretty and went on one last girlie date with Ayisha at Oxo tower, at Southbank. Having our pics taken on the deck, our dresses blew up. I laughed, she laughed. I will never forget her or that moment.
Tuesday I had an impromptu dinner with Jon at Jamie’s Italian. It wasn’t the last time I’d see Jon but it’s drawing near and I know saying goodbye to him will be incredibly difficult. He was my first Manchester buddy and he always knows how to make me laugh!
Wednesday was amazing- I went up the Shard with Michelle. We sat by the window overlooking London and sipped amazingly pricey but strong cocktails. Which led to an incredibly classy dinner at Wasabi in Waterloo Station. We regaled our traveling stories and made future plans. I love knowing such a wonderful lady like her will always be in my life.
Thursday I had work drinks at Cask in Victoria. It’s nice when you can call your work friends some of your best friends. Libby and I sang ‘Give me a home among the gumtrees.’ I struggled to remember the words. Must be time to go home and practice!
By Friday I was absolutely shattered. I needed bed. The last 2 weeks of going out in London had taken their toll! I went to Peckam Rye and had a drink on a beautiful rooftop bar with Jo and Hammish. It was brilliant looking out over London, chatting with them. I wanted to stay but my body wouldn’t allow it. I left them to enjoy the beauty of the night and I crashed for 12 hours!
My final night in London was spent with my amazing friends at Queen of Hoxton. I looked around at the wonderful life I’d created. There were friends from everywhere- Stu and Brendan – my first writing buddies, plus Claire as an added bonus from knowing Stu. Shell from my fateful first job in this crazy city. Tara, Caitlin and Charlotte from Morocco. MC from Croatia. Tamara, Sarah and Steph from work at Hay Group. Holly and Michelle from Aussie.
Of course there were more awesome peeps who couldn’t make it. But the night was brilliant. I didn’t want it to end. Although it had to.
The lesson from the week came from a Ben Howard song. The only way I could get through the heartache of saying goodbye to these incredible humans was to:
Keep my head up and keep my heart strong.
Otherwise I would’ve crumbled in a sobbing mess and never have gotten back up. Well until immigration kicked me out of the UK…