High Tea at the National Gallery was our final adventure as a whole class. It was pretty neat to experience something thats particularly British culture. It makes me wonder if there's any type of American equivalent to it. I can't think of any offhand--America's strange in that their level of cultural borrowing is a lot stronger than that of Britain.
I sat at the end of the table because I totally came late. I had a sentimental moment where I looked down and saw all the new friends I made here in London. It's always so weird to think backwards to the time when these faces were unfamiliar and strange.
I don't know if I could call my London experience life-changing.
But it was definitely mind-transforming. I definitely found a grounding in myself that I didn't have before. I suddenly have this drive to read and absorb. I suddenly have a more tangible direction with where I want to go with my work and who I want to be in life.
I feel bad for everyone that didn't get as much out of it as me.
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