London Calling

And I answered.. :)
I have full confidence in saying that one of the best feelings in the world is waking up on the first day of a break. Suddenly, everything is a little brighter and all life’s troubles don’t seem quite as bad. I am also fully confident in saying that waking up knowing that you’re going to London that day is by far one of the best feelings ever. I woke up Saturday morning with a noticeable glow. For more than eight months, I had yearned daily to go to London and here was my chance. I was going with my mom on my spring break. I spent most of the morning packing, determining which articles of clothing were both functional and adorable. At around 2, my mom, Lisa, and I left for the airport. We got to our gate E7 about an hour and a half before the flight. After anxiously awaiting hearing my name on the intercom, I finally heard my name called, walked up to the counter, and got my seat assignment. I was placed in 9C!!!

We're going to London!!

Not only was I actually going to London, I was placed in business class for the flight over. The business class of this plane had the seats that you can lay down in. Finally, after many hugs and kisses from my mom (she was working the next flight to Heathrow- I was flying into Gatwick), I boarded the plane to begin my London adventure! I thoroughly enjoyed looking at the people’s faces as they passed through business into coach. (Sorry- pretentious: party of one) At around 5:30, we lifted off the ground and were on our way to England. I immediately tried out the laying down feature on my seat, and let me just say it is AWESOME! During the 8 hour flight, I watched Footloose, read, tried to sleep (HA! Good one. I was wayyy too excited), and ATE. They gave us so much food to eat, and most of it was delicious. Whoever thought the cream of vegetable soup was edible needs some reevaluating. After what seemed like an eternity, we landed in England. I was talking to Sue (the nicest British flight attendant ever!) and the lady in front of me overheard that I went to UGA. Her daughter is a fifth year senior at UGA. They, as I later found out, were staying at a hotel near my hotel, the NH Harrington Hall in Kensington. We decided to meet up off the plane to travel to Kensington together. To be continued…