Totes love being forgotten. Can’t wait to be home in my bed though! Atleast it loves me.
So I am leaving for London on Monday in the afternoon. I am really excited to go and see a new place and meet new people. I am excited to be immersed in a different culture. And I am excited to experience all of the art and music we have planned to see and hear.
But there is a part of me that doesn’t want to go. I have never flown on a plane, or even been in an airport. Neither of those make me nervous. I am just nervous to be away for 10 days with people I barely know. And having to find my way around London by myself. Also, I’m afraid the people at the airport will think I’m a terrorist or something and I’ll be arrested. These are rational fears right?
Right now, I’m struggling to pack because I have so many clothes and so many things I am comfortable wearing, but I can’t fit it all in my suitcase, which is poopy. I keep reminding myself that I will probably buy things in London so I should leave room for new things. Well guess what? My suitcase is packed to the brim and there is NO way anything else will fit.
I also need to find my carry on bag and figure out which purse I’m taking. SIGH. So much work to do. I still need to photocopy my passport and go to radioshack for UK plug adapters. I’m just becoming increasingly stressed. Wish me luck?
