It's a wonder I ever made it back to the United States. After a last weekend in London staying in a hotel in Earl's Court, I packed to get ready to leave Harlaxton College to go home. I was exhausted after my impromptu weekend and double-checked my packing and papers. My passport was missing! I found the number to the hotel where we had stayed and the manager said that I had left my passport there. He had it for me at the manager's desk. I had very little money to make it home to start with and now had to make the trip back to the hotel. I began my journey home by picking up my passport. Here I was in another country with someone I totally didn't know holding my one source of identification. Luckily, the manager was honest and kind.
I picked up the passport, making my way to the train to get to Heathrow. Only I didn't have enough money left for the fare. I begged classmates that I saw in the airport for the fare. I managed to get three of them to give me a portion. I was majorly stressed out.
Finally, I made it... read more >>