Last Few Hours in the UK

On the morning that I was to leave to head to London, I said my final goodbyes and was taken to the train station by Daf. It was much harder to get on the train than I anticipated. From the moment I stepped on the train, everyone was so generous and helpful. Random people would offer to help me with my bags, since I had two bags totaling in weight at about 50 kilos. Even when I got into London and was navigating the tube system with 2 huge bags and a backpack, people were very patient and helpful. I got a bit flustered at times when I would think about having left my friends and colleagues behind and being a little lost, but looking forward to seeing my family put a smile back on my face. I finally made it to my hotel. Had a little difficulty getting situated and the front desk had too many trainees working at once, but finally calmed down, had a cup of tea and my sandwich from home. I repacked my bags so as to lighten the load in my checked baggage (still overweight) and drifted off to sleep.

I arrived at the airport at 6:45, and couldn't check in until 7:25. Then got through security with an hour and a half to kill before my gate even opened. What a long morning!! It's 9 am and I've been up and at'em for 4 hours now. and I will gain 6 hours today. Talk about longest day of my life!!

Excited to see family and friends! See you all soon!