I was so excited about coming home on Christmas Eve. Everyone I know had already left Dublin weeks before and I was just waiting to go to sleep every day to get the countdown over with. The level of homesickness reached in the last few days before the flight was unbelievable. I get really in to holidays, anyway, so, the Christmas spirit was out of hand at that point. I just wanted to get home to my family. I think I can come off like I don't care about being around my family, sometimes, but that's not true. This year abroad has gotten me thinking about my priorities and whatnot - more on that later.
My mom never disappoints on the Christmas decoration front. Here's the proof:
It was so fun.
Then, I went to Baltimore to celebrate New Year's Eve:
.JPG)
 | ||
| Yes, that is a hub-cap Christmas tree. Gotta love it. |
After the holiday madness, my mom and I went to see Chaplin on Broadway. No one could have appreciated it more. I am his ultimate admirer, so, I was really skeptical about the actor playing him, but he was amazing at playing the Tramp. I even got a little emotional when he first came out in full costume and did all the movements and everything because I would have loved to see the real-deal, so much. By the end, I was full-on tearing up because it was at the end of his life and I felt like I had just been to his funeral. It was too much!
While I was at home, I got to catch up with almost all of the Mean Girls, my gang. I was sad to hear that they hadn't hung out, since my going-away party. She was joking when she said it, but one of my friends said, "I'm the glue that holds the MG's together!" I wish we could all spend more time together.
.JPG)
Last, but not least, and luckily enough, my dad came to NYC while I was still in town. One night, we got to go to The Mckittrick Hotel to see a New Orlean's-style jazz band. It was a super fancy night out with cocktails to match!
No comments:
Post a Comment