Ross was out of town this weekend for his friend's bachelor party in Louisville. While I was excited for him to have time with his friends and spend some time in the states, I was also nervous about being in a large, international city, all. by. my. self.
In any case, here is what I learned from being "independent" this past weekend:
1. I have the ability to consume an obscene amount of television when left by myself. I managed to finish {and I'm not proud of this} the most recent seasons of Pretty Little Liars, The Vampire Diaries, and Revenge. Do you know how many hours I lost? It's sick.
2. I know my way around the city, pretty well, actually {pat on my back!}. I had two people ask me for directions, even one person telling me I looked local.
3. I really like being in the touristy areas when I'm alone, because there are a lot of people and a lot of noise. I ran all the way to Covent Garden {5 miles across town- all on my own!}, a major tourist attraction, with a little market and restaurants. Normally, I would try to stay away from an area like this, but I was comforted by all the action.
5. I do have friends here I can call; however, when it's a bank holiday in the UK, as it was this past weekend, EVERYONE leaves the city for a mini-vaca.
6. Independence is not just about owning a house or a car or having two jobs, as rapped in the song, but it means to be comfortable and content being alone. I used to think that I was independent, and after this weekend, I realized that I do not enjoy being by myself BUT I also realized, that after all the years of growing up as an only child, I am fully capable of entertaining myself {see number 1}.