It was nice to go but graduation ended up being something of a nightmare. I was booked on a half 10 flight from Geneva to Manchester, woke up to find snow and then had a traffic ridden journey to the airport arriving only at the time my flight left and discovering it was cancelled anyway. Was told my best shot of getting to the UK was getting a flight to Luton, which I did, and got there about 3pm. The train up to Sheffield took a further few hours and cost a massive £90. By the time I got there I was knackered and could only eat and sleep.
Graduation itself was ok, nice to see mum and dad and weird to graduate in the snow. My undergraduate graduation was on my 22nd birthday in bright July sunshine (it does shine in Sheffield sometimes). I know finally have the certificate to prove I've finished the MSc.
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