The best benefit, though, is celebrating the bygone years with good friends, which I did this past weekend. It was no “normal” celebration, either. The day started with J and V showing up at my flat with a big ol’ bag burgeoning with gifts- but it wasn’t as easy as just getting to open them. I had to work for them by figuring out the riddles they’d written on a series of cards that led me on a treasure hunt throughout London to places of special significance in our friendship.
|I was able to figure out the first clue pretty quickly, a birthday miracle!|
So now it’s time for a little blog trip down memory lane, too.
Remember my time at King’s, the bastion of inefficiency, poor administration and home to some of the best professors and friends I’ve ever had? Me, too. But of course as time has gone by, the hallways and study corners and chalk dusty classrooms that were part of my daily life have eroded from my memory, so I am very glad that our first stop was the Maughan Library, where J and I spent many of our days writing essays, talking super loudly, having roller chair races and doing handstands.