Lindsey On The Loose

Top of the morning to ya! Here is the long awaited blog post about my trip to England! Now, before you get all excited about hearing the tale of some dazzling trip where two adorable Americans skip across the pond and have a magical adventure in the land of the triple H's (Harry Styles, Harry Potter, and Prince Harry), there was one, teeny, tiny, insignificant detail I have to mention before we can get to the good stuff... Our flight out there got cancelled. Yep, you heard me right. Our flight from Denver to Reykjavik, where we were supposed to catch a connecting flight to Heathrow, which was supposed to depart on thursday, May 28th at 5:20 pm, got cancelled. I'll spare you all the gory details, but basically Kaitie (my best friend who was going with me to England) and I were going to miss at least one full day of our trip. Now, that may not seem like a big deal, but when your trip is only seven days long to start, missing one day cuts your trip down by almost 15%, and t...

Hello everybody! Hope this post finds you well. It hasn't even been two full days since I've been back in the states from my latest venture to Europe, and already this decision has been weighing on me heavily. Before I get too far into explaining myself, let me go back to the beginning. On Thursday, May 28th, my best friend Kaitie and I arrived at Denver International Airport, passports in hand and backpacks stuffed full of clothes perfect for England in early June. The plan was the arrive in England and explore the city and to visit the University I was intent on studying at this coming September, as well as travel to Manchester and Brighton and basically spend a week backpacking around the country I was soon to call home. Unfortunately, our flight out got cancelled (I'll explain more in my next post which will be all about this trip), and we didn't have as much time in London as we had originally expected. Luckily, we were still able to tour the campus of the Univer...

First of all, I would like to apologize for the delay in getting this posted, it has taken a long time for me to figure out exactly how I wanted to recount the incredible journey that was my trip to Copenhagen. To be honest, I have started and stopped this post many times, at one point I even considered deleting it all together, but I decided I need to do this, not just for you, the captive reader, hanging on every word (you know you are, don't try to hide it), but for myself as well. Pictures only tell a part of the story, so I've decided, instead of writing out a minute by minute expose of my week-long trip, I would make this more of a journal entry, including pictures where they may be of service. So, without further ado, let's begin. The Road to Copenhagen Obviously I won't spend too much time here, considering most of this leg of the trip was spent sleeping (or rather, trying to sleep, I'm not very good at sleeping on airplanes). I'll just say that t...