So today is my last proper day in London before flying out to Philadelphia tomorrow. It's bitter sweet because I'm flying over to be with my fiancée, better wages and starting a new life but also, I'm moving out of a house that I love, moving away from friends that I've lived with for, in some cases, 7 years and well, leaving England for good and much as it's annoying at times its still home.
But my housemates have arranged an awesome last day for me. 25 friends are coming over at 2.30pm for a barbecue and cocktails, then we're off to bowling and karaoke followed by the pub and ending the evening at a fun fair that has handily set up on Finsbury Park this week. Waltzers are going to be interesting after that much alcohol...
I imagine there will be lots of hugs, tears, reminiscences and happiness. Can't wait