How I learned to stop worrying and love London
The American poet Robert Frost said, “Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.” During my gap year and university, my travels were always punctuated by reluctant return trips to Heathrow under a cloud of necessity. I had to come back. Britain had to have me.
After leaving university at 22, I’d done my best not to return at all, taking extended trips to the U.S., and, when I’d exhausted both money and visas, I booked a ticket to Sydney rather than London. My first stint in Australia lasted two years. When I finally returned home, at 25, I didn’t want to be here, but I’d run out of places to hide.
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