Friends! Before I start out with my standard (and EXTREMELY overused) dialogue of “I can’t believe how quickly the year went by” or “apologies for the delay in posting”, I want to give the full disclosure and credit to one of my best friends, Shreya Thiagarajan the motivation to finally make this post. She’s one of those friends who is instrumental in being honest, yet so compassionate in aiding someone with their journey in life. Whether it’s helping someone get over their writer’s block to express themselves, cracking through medical exam questions, or even being the right push to get someone out of the house and let their friend feel the sun on their face for the first time in a while. She’s that ray of honest sunshine that pushes away the dark, ominous clouds that loom over oneself, and for that, I want to say I love you, girl! This post is dedicated to you 🙂
It seems that sometimes, even when there’s so much to write about, so much to explore and experience, the person writing can suffer through that large wave of writer’s block. Maybe the experience itself was so vivid, surreal, so “larger than life” that it’s difficult to even articulate into words the sensory images, sounds, and emotions that the person felt. My Europe trip was exactly that- it was a type of adrenaline rush that I’ve never felt before- an experience I dove headfirst into, something that my gut was telling me was just the right-fitting piece of a jigsaw puzzle that was in the works for years.
So I took the plunge and dove headfirst by booking tickets for a European tour with the Georgia Tech Alumni Association! I learned early on that the itinerary was: London, Paris, the French Riviera, Tuscany, and Rome: the perfect concoction of history, modern wonders, natural beauty, lovely food, and even lovelier people. So without further ado, let’s dive right in:
- London, United Kingdom: The first stop was London, UK, the capital city of England. As soon as we landed in the city, we checked into our hotels and immediately started trekking around- soaking in the tiny streets with bustling red buses trolleying around, Harry Potter wands and merchandise, with lush greenery sprinkled in between. Disoriented, delirious, yet FAR from being disillusioned, our group mates and I set our sights on the British Museum, one of the largest museums in the world, with over eight million works. Despite the baking temperatures indoors and out, we set out to explore what was essential in the history of the entire world within one gargantuan building. We saw Egyptian coffins, the famous Rosetta stone, Parthenon sculptures from Ancient Greece, and Tang Dynasty tomb figures. Being a personal fan of history and culture, this museum greatly stood out to me, reminiscent of the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, but much larger, older, and broader. An absolute must-see in London.

The Reading Room in the British Museum
After the British Museum, we ventured into local Harry Potter gift stores, with wands and brooms plenty. It was as if I could view JK Rowling herself on the streets of London, brewing out the brilliant bits of wizardry and witchcraft right there. Admittedly, growing up, I never read Harry Potter myself, but the movies and the tumultuous Quidditch rides at Universal Studios in Florida were plenty enough for me to absorb, acknowledge, and appreciate the wizarding atmosphere.
We concluded Day 1 with a lovely, delicious dinner of fish and chips, devouring the crispiness and freshness of the two items with the sauce of the UK’s surprising national dish, chicken tikka masala. Overall, the perfect first impressions (and sensory overload) of our European adventure.

The cutest little pub is a good two-minute walk away from our hotel, which I unfortunately don’t remember the name of

The next day in London, we had an action-packed itinerary which consisted of a walking tour around London, through the streets of vibrant Chinatown, through Buckingham Palace and the famous Tower Bridge of London. The surge of locals and tourists, combined with the historical backdrop of the Thames River, with the scents of Fordham and Mason candles and the concoction of cuisines from all around the world, made the vibes absolutely immaculate.

Me, myself, and my pair of nifty headphones that were provided during the walking tour
Our tour of Buckingham Palace included a practice processional parade for the King’s birthday, in which we saw majestic horses cocking their heads back and forth to the exuberant beat and music of the trumpets and drums. While it would have been obvious that horses are extremely trainable, it was still awe-inspiring to see how disciplined, graceful, and brilliant these animals were in their pursuit of honouring the Royal Family and displaying their majesticness to the stricken audience they had gathered around and adjacent to them. The whole ordeal could have been described as a bit comical, even with so much time, effort, organisation, coordination, and discipline, all for the PRACTICE of a birthday processional. Nonetheless, it was a sight that was so unique to my eyes, a blend of sights, smells and sounds that my senses had never registered before.


The Garden at 120, a free rooftop bar, in which you can get a 360-degree view of the city
London is one of those cities that is so welcoming, giving open arms to those from all walks of life, allowing folks to experience history and modernism simultaneously, paving the way for the richest history lesson one can experience. Growing up and hearing rhymes about the London Bridge, binge-watching all of the Harry Potter movies and learning that apparently the best Indian food is in London was not nearly the same as seeing it all for myself. It was quite the full circle moment and the perfect kickstarter to our European adventure, one that I’ll be ever so grateful for. Stay tuned for the next part- *hint, I got to practice my French 🙂
Cheers mate!







































