The best way to describe today is fuzzy. I arrived this morning at 7am GMT (2am EST). I had hoped to get some sleep on the plane, but the German snorer next to me had other things in mind. However, Virgin Atlantic is an amazing air line and overall I enjoyed the flight. Once I was through customs I grabbed a trolley, stacked my suitcases, met some of my classmates, hopped on a train, got in a cab, picked up the keys to my flat...you get the idea. Needless to say, I was clutching my coca cola wandering if I could somehow consume it intravenously. Instead, I unpacked and broke the rule of jet lag and took a nap. The whole day has been a blur and I cannot wrap my head around the fact that it is only 8:12pm. My roommates and I are hanging on as best we can to make it to 10pm...its a struggle.
Today I have seen glimpses of what I have to look forward to. Over fish and chips, some of my classmates and I talked about all the places to which we hope to travel. Every time somebody says "I want to...." I find myself, without fail, replying "me too." Because my brain is not firing on all cylinders right now, I am not ENTIRELY sure of what I have signed up for. However, I do know that I am excited about all of it. I will figure out exactly what I am doing when my brain no longer feels like it has been stomped on.
Great day. Fuzzy, but great. Tomorrow should be a little more in focus and it will only get better from here!
Cheerio! (somebody actually said that to me today. I felt like I was in a British movie, and then I had to remind myself that I am actually in England).
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