1st Flight - Travel Day

My journey has just begun.  I’ve traveled a total of 100 feet from the baggage check-in, through security and to my gate.  I arrived about 2 hours ahead of time and I’m already going a little bit crazy.  There are so many emotions going through me right now.  I’ve got some nerves and so anxiousness to get over to London, but my eyes are also slightly filled with tears.  Not enough to spill over, and probably not enough for the casual passerby to notice, but enough for me to feel them there.  I feel them when I think of my family.  As I left my mom just before security her eyes were red and I could tell tat she was trying as hard as she could not to cry in front of me.  But the allusion of tears is enough to make me feel for her and fight back my own.

I’m not sad that I am going, but I am sad for what I am leaving behind.  Sure it’s only four months, but that’s four months of not seeing my family face to face.  Four months of not seeing my best friends.  Four months of not playing cat and mouse (you know who you are).  But I know that this experience is well worth it.  I love you all and will keep in contact as much as possible.  Skype dates anyone?

This morning when I woke up I was slightly nauseated.  I’m not entirely sure why.  I mean the obvious answer would be that I am going to a completely different country by myself.  But I’m sure of myself.  I think I can make it anywhere and hold my own just fine.  I’m not worried about me.  Although everyone constantly telling me to “be safe” is slightly daunting.  I mean, how much trouble can I, Rachel, get into?  I’ve heard horror stories, and I know there are dangers out there.  I don’t think that they can’t happen to me, but I don’t dwell on the possibility that they will happen either.  Like I said, I am resourceful.  I don’t wish that the worst will come, but if it does, I’ll deal, and I’ll be ready.  Black belt say what?  Lol.

Anyway, now that I here by myself for a little while, my nerves are calming.  I have this huge urge to nap.  I don’t want to subject myself to reading just yet.  I now wish I would have packed my Sudoku book.  I’ll probably bust out the ipod soon.  Texting Bailey helps.  (sidenote: I switched my American phone to my brothers old phone, so I now have only family numbers and Bailey’s number, so don’t offended if I don’t text you right now.  I want to)

Great, I just looked up and my flight has been delayed 40 minutes.  Awesome.  Good thing I switched my flights.  Now I will only have 2 hrs and 20 minutes between flights, which should be enough, but just a little bit less downtime.

The Internet here at the airport is pay Internet so I wrote this and was forced to post it later.