Happy FDOC, Tar Heels.
I'm heading across the pond to study abroad in London, which means I’ll miss out on some notable UNC experiences this semester, like securing a 4.0 in exchange for contracting COVID-19 from taking a sip at the Old Well, wondering what celebrity will visit Franklin Street this time (please, not Bryce Hall again) or even using Google Maps to get to classes. Well, that last one might just be me.
While I’m off trying to figure out how to use the Tube (although hopefully it can’t be worse than finding classes in Carroll Hall), navigate a bustling unfamiliar city and vying to become a member of the royal family, I’ll miss Chapel Hill.
I’ll be in a foreign country without my best friends to binge-watch Child Genius for a third time with, my family to dominate at Scrabble and my beautiful yet sometimes ill-behaved kitten Venus.
I’ll miss the camaraderie of The Daily Tar Heel's office, where we quote Baby Keem lyrics an unhealthy amount of times, argue over who gets to hold the baseball bat (sports desk always wins) and work with the beyond-talented editors and writers that make this paper possible.
Although I’m sure I’ll experience homesickness at first, I’ve taken a few steps to reduce culture shock for when I arrive.
My Hinge location is set for London to pick up on British slang (they call vacuums “Hoovers” and “Peng-ting” is a compliment!). I started packing weather-appropriate clothes about a week before departing, which is well in advance for an approximately five-month excursion, right?
And I watched Love Actually for a fourth time!
Even though it’s nerve-wracking to leave the comfort of familiarity behind, life is about adapting to the unknown — which is why I plan to make the most of every moment abroad.