Moving across the puddle

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both" – Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

2015 was a year of decisions that defined me; I followed my heart on various choices and learnt how to listen to my gut. One of the decisions I was set on was the choice to study abroad for my second semester of my second year at University. I felt that I was stuck in a cyclical pattern of life back in London and wanted to experience something new. It was incredibly easy for me to latch on to my comfort zone and I was becoming determined to place myself outside of it. I began the application process in May, applying to a few Colleges in North America, and by early September I knew I was moving to Washington, D.C.

The first thing anybody asks is: “Why did you pick Washington, D.C.?” I’ve answered this question numerous times, in numerous forms. Mostly I provide the simple answer of, “I thought it would be a cool place while the electoral campaigns were going on!” My motivation for coming to Washington was more multi-faceted than this. This city is transient; everyone is simply passing through for work, education or a holiday. This fascinated me and as a History student, I wanted to go somewhere that could rival my love for London’s history. The choice therefore was glaringly obvious, when else would I get the opportunity to spend five months in this beautiful city.

- Roop xx