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Mir Calling er from London...

I really need to crash. I’m crazy exhausted but I’ve made it. I’m in London and I have a roof over my head and my own bathroom.

Departure day was rough. There were a lot of tears. Andy and I got up and got all last minute things together and we picked Raye and Christine up on the way to the airport where we met up with my rents. It was a tear fest before I had to go through security on my own. I held it together fairly well in the terminal but would slip into sobs occasionally on the plane. Though I still had the excitement while taking off I wasn’t as excited by the mere prospect of going on a plane as I usually am. In fact, the flight to Iceland was probably the worst plane ride I’ve had. I will say that the view of the full(ish) moon over a sunset behind us to the west was quite lovely and a definite. The moon was almost always in my vantage point for the flight, shining brightly on us but I was still in a tearful mood. I couldn’t get any sleep. Every time I tried, my mind drifted towards the missing of people, or I went into anxiety mode about the journey to come. I was worried that I wouldn’t make any friends, that my writing wouldn’t cut it or that I just wasn’t strong enough to pull this off in reality. All these thoughts played over and over again in my mind and even a lovely shining moon wasn’t going to put me at ease.

The second flight, however, from Iceland to London was much better. When we touched down in Rakejavick, the sun was rising and there was a brilliant pink and orange glow coming between the clouds in this new country I had never been. As we went through another security check at the airport I watched that sunrise (not something I see too often anyway) and my spirit was lifted. Literally it was like, well night and day. The night was sad, the 23rd a sad day, but a new day had come and I wasn’t going to let fear or sadness hinder me. I was confident and excited again. I slept at least a little bit on that flight here and there.

Of course that confidence quickly turned to jetlag when I got off the plane. I had a shuttle to Goldsmiths with other students which I had to wait for. Then once we had more or less most of our party together, the leader said, ‘stay here I’m going to go touch base with the driver, don’t go anywhere’ and after she walked away the damn Fire Alarm went off at Heathrow. We had to exit in a rush. Then on the way into town we hit terrible London traffic which slowed us down. Luckily, however when I checked in everything was in order for my room. I have a room!

 

I was going to post more things but I’m literally falling asleep at my keyboard so I’ll leave it at that for now. What I DO want to say is that Skype is amazing. I love it. Talked to Andy on it twice tonight and not only does it enable me to see my love and vise vera, but I also feel like I’m finally living in the future. Now where’s my flying cars? We could have really used one of those to get around London traffic today.

Right-o. I’m off to bed. I’ve got a lot of sleep to catch up on. I’m spent.

Comments

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waldorkio
Sep. 24th, 2010 10:20 pm (UTC)
I love you, sweetheart...goodnight.
jadens_world
Sep. 25th, 2010 02:32 pm (UTC)
Woo-hoo!!!
You've finally made it. How does it feel? How was Iceland?
pandapropaganda
Sep. 25th, 2010 03:20 pm (UTC)
Re: Woo-hoo!!!
Iceland was beautiful but, I mean I went in the airport, went through security then got on a different plane. Didn't see much. That sunrise was amazing though, like I said. PLUS I got an Icesland stamp (two actualy) in my passport now! Word!

It's felt kind of surreal, actually. However as I've wandered around getting my essentials and stuff it feels more and more real. I'm so glad I took that trip here last year or else I think I might have overloaded my Mir circuts and just exploded or something.
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