Anyway, I think I might love London as much as I love Boston. They have a similar feel. London is a behemoth while Boston is quite condensed but the energy is the same. New York City makes me feel terribly small and overwhelms me. Boston and London both have a lot of things going on all the time but it feels easier to be in. I rarely felt like an outsider in London because nearly everyone was. Something is very welcoming about that city and I can't really put my finger on it.
Visiting so many wonderful libraries, museums, and archives made the whole experience not the burden of a class but like I was doing something and seeing something new everyday. Boston has a lot of history but it pales in comparison to what London holds. I still cannot believe I got to touch a First Folio. Inner English major wept that day.
I am already trying to figure out how soon I can make it back to London. I knew I would love it there but I didn't realize it would feel so much like home.
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