It was time for some fresh air, literally. Due to my strenuous school schedule, it'd kept us cooped up in the house for the first two weeks of our trip. I decided to take Ayo to visit my old stomping grounds in Worcester, Worcestershire. Four years ago, I studied abroad at the University of Worcester during my spring semester of my junior year. It was my first time back in the UK since leaving. I was so excited to see the place I spent 5 months away from home. The place I met students from all over the world. The place I partied until 4 am in the morning, and drank pitchers of "Snake Bites". It was nostalgic, at least for me. Back then, I was a 19-year-old kid getting over my first love (and I use that word loosely), ready to experience Europe and create memories. I succeeded. So why go back? This was the place where my love affair with the UK began. I had never experienced so much freedom. I loved hearing the different accents, and the openness I felt while I was here. It felt like home. Though Ayo's only 18-months-old, I thought it would be beneficial to take her out on a little adventure. So mommy and Ayo hopped on a train and headed out.
I shortly found out that the UK transit system is not meant for kids with strollers. The aisles are really tiny, and it was impossible to walk through and find a decent seat. Also, these particular platforms have a huge gap between the train, so be prepared to take the "leap". I was so afraid of losing something out of her stroller while trying to lift her onto the train. Nonetheless, we arrived to the city centre, shared some fish and chips, and braved the cold. It wasn't complete without Ayo taking her shoes off at every stop :)