I don't know what I was expecting. I was turning 23, no big milestone. I was 3000 miles from home. I was surrounded by people I'd only known 6 months (and Holly). I guess you could say, I wasn't expecting much.
Instead I got cards:
I got presents. From home, from Holly, from housemates:
I got to eat fish and chips for the first time in six months:
This place, does the only authentic fish and chips in NYC. Holly had not been so deprived of such patriotic culinary delights for as long as I had, so even though it wasn't quite the same as back home (note unsure expression on Holly's face)...
...it was good enough for me (note ecstatic expression on my face):
And, I got to go out and have a great time at Cafe Wha? with my friends. Holly, was obviously there (I tried to get her to stay home, but she insisted haha):
And amongst others, my lovely housemates Jez and Lia were also there:
And finally, I got to pose in front of a camera:
For someone who wasn't expecting a lot, I had a fantastic birthday despite being so far from home. Thank you to everyone who made it possible!