There was a time in my life when London was a place of ambition and desire for me. As a teenager I was obsessed by all things British. Oasis, Blur, Pulp, Young Ones, Leeds United, Cat Deeley, Countdown, Prime Minister’s Questions. You name it, I was in to it. Growing up I made numerous trips across the pond to visit my Uncle who had lived in London since the 1960s. I was so enamored with the place that I almost went to Richmond University in London. Upon acceptance I even journeyed over to see the campus. And if not for the meager offerings of the dining halls compared to the all you can eat smorgasbords that awaited me back on American campuses I might have actually gone. London was also the first place I travelled abroad
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