But, in a way, it feels like the perfect time.
At 9:56 p.m. Monday, I attached my final college paper ever to an email and sent it off. It didn't matter that I had already walked, received my diploma and moved across the country. It wasn't over until the to-do list for college was officially empty. (And man what a feeling that is!)
Life has kind of just been a whirlwind. Three days after graduation, I was on a plane to England for my Beatles at 50 class trip. It was basically incredible.
Liverpool was such a great little city. Our first day there, though we were extremely jet-lagged, we headed down to the Liverpool Museum to see none other than Yoko Ono.
And later that evening, we hopped a train to New Brighton (AKA THE CUTEST LITTLE SEASIDE TOWN ON THE IRISH SEA) to see Mike McCartney at a book signing. Oh, and then proceeding down the street to have dinner with him. A true story, which ended with us sprinting for the last train to Liverpool.
We had a private, full-day Beatles tour. We saw the four members' childhood homes (and even toured Lennon's and McCartney's!), their schools, the church grounds where they first played as The Quarrymen, and got a tour of the Casbah Club by Pete Best's brother, Rory. Oh, and of course the classic sites: Strawberry Fields and Penny Lane.
We also spent our fair share of time on Mathew Street, hitting up The Grapes and The Cavern Club.
(photo borrowed from Sally Jo George)
Another main event in Liverpool was going to The Beatles Story museum. (Which is way cool, by the way.) But we also got to have some free time in the city. And when the wind and rain would give us a break, Liverpool was quite beautiful, "beneath the blue suburban skies."
Someday, I shall return.
After a few amazing days in Liverpool, we headed to London. But more on that later.
(SPOILER ALERT: There is a Queen sighting and the most perfect Abbey Road crossing photo. So basically you won't want to miss it.)