To commemorate the unofficial end of this seemingly short summer, here are the rest of the photos from my recent trip to Britain with Mallory (the first set is here). This was by far the highlight of my vacation as well as my year and I've been excessively nostalgic while drawing up this post. When I visited London at age 20 it blew me away by being even more beautiful and iconic than I had fantasized about for so long, and I felt instantly light and happy there for the first time since my dad died four years earlier. Since then I've been lucky enough to return a few times but this latest UK trip will most likely be my last for awhile, since new destinations including New York, Berlin, and Reykjavik have been seriously tempting me. No matter where I go England will always occupy a special place in my heart, which it has helped to mend on more than one occasion.