Summer is over. It surely ended with good memories, but today is my last day in the UK, and I can’t help feeling a bit nostalgic already.
As I could see it coming, I decided to spoil myself with a stop-over in London: 24 hours somewhere in between my English summer and my new old life back in Rome.
The bus entered London and headed towards Victoria Coach Station passing through the area where I used to live something like 12 years ago.
‘If I made it back then in London, I can make it now in Bristol’ I thought while collecting all my stuff spread throughout the seat and texting my super auntie that I was almost there. Our family reunion in London was about to begin, and I was feeling grateful for the sunny weather and definitely excited for being back to one of my favourite places ever.
