Perfect pick-me-up

Last night I completely broke down and sobbed to my parents on skype.  Yes, I admit it; I won't deny that I have been extremely homesick lately.  Everywhere I go in the center there is always another student occupying the space and I was about to go crazy.  I haven't truly had anyone to vent to so naturally when I talked to my parents the tears burst out.  I really didn't have a reason to cry but I just needed to let all my emotions out.  My mom encouraged me to just get out of the center by myself and do something.  So today I did.  It wasn't anything amazing or expensive but it was a perfect pick-me-up.  Every now and then I look at Rachel's London blog to get an idea of stuff to do.  I remembered she had posted about a little church in the neighborhood so I ventured out to find it.  I jotted down the directions from the above map but I took a wrong turn down Hereford Road.  I soon realized I wasn't where I was suppose to be but it felt so good to be out I decided I didn't care if I was "lost".  I was heading nowhere and anywhere at the same time.  

While strolling in the Notting Hill neighborhood I stumbled upon a different church.  I love the churches here because they are everywhere and they're all unique (pretty much).  I turn a corner and voila, there's another church nestled in between rows of homes.  This one was called St. Stephens, or something like that, I don't remember (see left picture).  At first I thought it was the church Rachel talked about but I was wrong.  I finally found that church an hour and a half after leaving the center.  I walked into St. Mary of the Angels for a minute and just sat (see right picture).  It wasn't magnificent in size or architecture.  It was simple and quaint.

Thanks for the suggestion mom.  Now I feel recharged and ready to go to Paris tomorrow.  Plus, I promise my posts will be more positive from here on out!  

Until Friday.