A few days ago, I asked Thibault if he wanted to write a guest post. Now, I've been asking my other friends to guest post for the past three months, so I was pleasantly surprised to see an email with a post this morning. So anyway, just in from Switzerland...Thibault's post!
If you're a reader of Alana's blog, you should be familiar with me. I am referred to as the Swiss boy or Thibault. I am in exchange in London for a year. That's not the first time that she asks me to write something, but now I finally feel ready to post.The title refers to the constant announcements in the Tube (London Underground) that you hear at every station.
The first day of my second semester in London, I reluctantly agreed to meet some friends at the students union to celebrate a birthday. We were struck by the number of Americans in this pub usually empty on a Monday night. Suddenly, I was speaking to a girl I had never seen before, Alana. We went out a few days later. And again. And again.It was not love at first sight. We had some trouble understanding each other. I am far from being fluent in English, we have quite different background and our interests are apparently not really the same. The more I learned about Alana, the more surprised I was that we have so many things in common (to the same color of eye!). We clicked. Why is still an unanswered question to me. As the time flew by, our relationship blossomed and we managed to take down every snag that popped along the way. I have a lot of friends ; I have known several of them for quite a while now. However, I rarely felt the same closeness with them.
Now that the time to get off that amazing ride has come, I feel torn. We have to walk down on separate paths to different lives. I feel torn between being thankful for the happiness Alana brought on me and sadness to let her go without being able to do anything about it. Guys, take care of this wonderful lady. “Mind the gap, please!”