Friday October 23, 2015

Who Says You Can't Go Home?

Let's start with the inspiration for this entry, "Who Says You Can't Go Home" By Bon Jovi! 


Who doesn't love some good-ol' Bon Jovi? 

Last weekend I traveled a grueling 61.25 miles to my home in Dublin, OH to enjoy a weekend of family and friends--and football. The weekend was a nice change of pace from the normal routine that I've fallen into here at the University, and was a welcome change as I got to show my roommate--who gratefully agreed to join me for the weekend exodus--around town, and the area that I spent the last 18 years of my life. The weekend was heavily influenced by the sport of football, as we spent Friday night at my high school's football game (which they lost, sadly) and as Saturday was spent tailgating and being a part of the +108,000 record breaking crowd at the Ohio State vs. Penn State game. Ohio State won that game, in case you didn't watch! 

The weekend, like I said, was a very welcomed change of pace. It's crazy to think how much things have changed in the past handful of months, as midterms have just passed us by. Going home was a nice way to break free from the "Dayton Bubble", as it is often called, and return to our roots. Over the weekend I took my roommate around town, showing him where I grew up. We went to some of my favorite restaurants, ate some of my favorite home-cooked meals, and cheered on one of my favorite teams in college football (and 2014 Nation Champions, just saying!). My city is known for our extensive public art programs, so of course I felt the need to drag my roommate to any and all of our wacky sculptures around town (results in photo gallery bellow). Overall, it was a trip that helped set my mind at ease--a reminder that home is only an hour away should I need it. 

What's the worst part of a vacation? When it comes to an end. However, leaving home again and returning to Dayton was surprisingly easy (sorry, Mom!). The weekend was an exciting one, and one that gave me a few extra pounds to lose when I got back to school. But, like all good things it had to come to an end, and I had to get back to work! When I got back to my dorm, someone stopped and asked why I had gone home that weekend. To that I replied, "Why not?". Who says I can't go home? 

Photo Gallery

Comments

blog comments powered by Disqus

Previous Post

Next Post

Suggested Links