Yesterday was my final day in Oxford. It felt surreal. I gave in my phone, signed out, got my final grades (two A minuses and an A in Mythology), and then felt weird. I did some shopping and headed home. We had a Farewell Party for OPUS, which was good but again bittersweet, and then I stayed up until after midnight saying goodbye and hanging out with my good friends Rachel and Jacob.
This morning, I woke early and drove out of Oxford for the final time. I took a flight (shortest flight I've ever been on- whole thing was under an hour) to Amsterdam. The Netherlands were strange to fly over, there's just as much water as land- even "inland". Everywhere seemed to be canals and rivers. My hotel is beautiful, though was difficult to get to initially with all of my luggage. After checking in I walked around the city a bit. It is definitely a frat boy's paradise- tons of pot, sex, and booze. But it is still a fun city.