And this
time I have no idea when I’ll be back again, but London has not seen the last
of me just yet. A single week in such a
huge city is just not enough time. I could lose myself in some of their
museums, and I only saw a select few.
Not to mention that there is so much to learn from the city still. Yes, I was able to go on the Jack the Ripper
walk, and I did learn a few things from it, though I was not entirely impressed. But there are so many other walks, and so
much history in the city. How can anyone
possibly know all of it? Just goes to show that ignorance is bliss, and the
more you know, the more you know you don’t know enough. Had I never left the country, I would never
have known how amazing London, or anywhere else, could be. I never was interested in a lot of travel
growing up, though I did my fair share of it, but this trip has completely piqued my
interests.
Now I have a “places to visit”
list, and it is growing by the minute.
And then through my study of Jack the Ripper I have been a lot more
interested in learning about other serial killers and what makes them
tick. If I had not decided to study
Jack, then I would never have realized my gruesome interest in serial killers. I mean, yes I was interested in the field to
begin with, and as many of you know one of my role models is indeed a fictional
serial killer. The reasoning is that he
has so much knowledge, and I find people who are highly intelligent to be
fascinating.
I find
knowledge fascinating. And what
knowledge does to people. There is so much knowledge in London, as is there a
lot of history on what it has done to people in the past. To make a long story short, I will be going
back to London soon. Very soon.
After a whirlwind spring vacation, I'm afraid
that I must bid you all fair well, as it’s back off to the frozen no-mans-land that
is Grand Forks, North Dakota.
Thanks
all for reading! Bri
