My last week could not have been more perfect. I'm so thankful my best friend Bri was able to visit, even if I was a grumpy cat at the thought of leaving. She dealt with me well (which is not always an easy task let me tell you).
The last day in Budapest was picture perfect. The skies were clear and blue, and the weather was chilly but not so cold that you couldn't enjoy being outside. Mother Nature was in my favor. Maybe she knew how sad I was to be leaving and gave me the perfect day as a send off. Bri and I spent the day taking in the most breathtaking views of the city from St. Stephen's Basilica and Gellert Hill. Here are some pics I got--ones that I will cherish for the rest of my life:
So before I knew it, I was packing up four months of my life (not an easy task, physically and mentally speaking) and I was headed back home. It was a long journey. A one and a half plane ride to Munich, a 8 and a half plane ride to Boston, and a 5 hour car ride back home to Bangor. Towards the end of my 8 hour flight, I began to get a bit antsy. I missed my parents, and couldn't wait to see them. Now unfortunately it wasn't as easy as hoping off the plane and seeing them. US Customs stood in the way of me and my parents whom I hadn't seen in four months. It took over an hour to go through all the protocols for returning into the States. Don't get me wrong, those protocols exist for good reason but I was ready to see my favorite people. After what seemed like forever, I finally made it through. There was a huge crowd outside of US Customs, and I was searching everywhere for my people. As my eyes frantically scanned the crowd, I heard my parents shouting my name. I finally saw them and ran, and gave them the most crushing hug they've ever received. I missed them so much! Four months is a long time, especially for someone who is as close to her family and friends as I am. Although I hated leaving Budapest, it warmed my heart knowing I had people who love me to return home to.
Here's a picture of my Mom and I when we were finally reunited (she happens to be my best friend in case you haven't been able to figure that out). Forgive my face...hours of traveling did me in. But I did get to see my parents, who were waiting with flowers and coffee in hand. (Side note, I enjoyed that coffee so much I cried a bit. I missed by cheap, crappy American coffee).
Well there you have it. The best four months of my life have come to an end. And they truly were the best four months of my life. I left everything I had known for an unpredictable adventure, and what an adventure it was! I travelled to Hungary, Croatia, France, the Czech Republic, Germany, Italy, the Netherlands, the United Kingdom, and Austria (in that order!).
Now I've only been home a few days, but I can already tell these past four months have changed me. I can't quite explain how, but I feel different. The same, yet different too. It's a weird feeling, one that not many people are fortunate enough to experience. If this trip taught me anything, it taught me that I am extremely fortunate. Don't get me wrong, I worked my ass off to get where I am today. But I'm fortunate enough that with that hardwork and a bit of luck (not to mention enormous support from my favorite people), I am where I am today.
So thank you to all of those who have stuck with me during my journey. Thank you to the 11 other UNH students that were able to share this adventure with me. I'm not the easiest person to put up with, but they did it anyway. They were all amazing travel partners. I am fortunate enough to call them not only my friends, but my family. A huge thanks to my parents, my sister for all intensive purposes, Alyssa, and my best friend Bri who constantly puts up with my craziness and loves me anyway. A huge thank you to the rest of my friends who have supported me and given me their undying loyalty and friendship. You know who you are.
I'm not what you call a sappy person. In fact the people who know me best are going to read this and think, "Taylor...having feelings?" Well I can have feelings once in a while, and right now I am feeling nothing but gratitude for this amazing experience. Yes, Budapest has changed me and I will obnoxiously talk about the last four months for the rest of my life. But I'm happy to be home, and happy to be reunited with my favorite people.
Thank you for those who have stuck with me and have kept up on my travels. It means more to me than you'll know.
Merry Christmas everyone (or whatever holiday you happen to celebrate!).
Xoxo, Taylor.
PS. If I can offer any of my readers one piece of advice, it would be to travel. Travel wide, travel alone, and travel often. You'll find out what you're truly capable of, and it will make you see the world in a whole different way. Do it. You won't regret it. I most certainly don't.