Back To San Francisco

The day after the wedding, I spent getting packed, and doing some souvenir shopping. I found a nice watercolor painting of St. Basil’s that I bought. After the shopping and eating McDonald’s for ONE LAST TIME, we made it to the airport to begin my journey back to San Francisco. It’s amazing how different it feels to travel. Whether it’s because it’s such a part of my life now, or because I enjoy it so much, it feels less and less surreal each time I go. It IS part of my life, and will continue to be, as I pursue my experiences abroad.

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