1. My first ever international flight went without incident. I was nervous at first when I realized it was one of those big planes like the one on LOST. After surveying the area and some careful consideration, I came to the conclusion that the plane was probably going to make it to London. And if it didn't, and somehow a handful of us made it to a magical island, I'm totally a "main charecter." I'd at least survive the first season.
2. I was able to watch free TV and Movies on the flight, making my insomnia less painful. I watched "About a Boy," a classic I've seen 2 dozen times and it was still just as good. As for the less pleasant parts of the flight–I made the best of them by writing Haiku's in my head. For example:
Screaming Baby Wah
Would someone shut it up please?
Wah wah wah Ipod
Chicken dinner poor choice
The bread tastes of damp cardboard
Add butter, don't cry.
3. Chrissy and I successfully made it through the border and customs without screwing anything up. We met with a Middlesex University representative and he complimented me on my "British humor." Apparently, british humor just means sarcasm and I am relieved! In America, many people misinterprut my jokes as me being rude or annoying or moronic. But not here! They like me. They reall like me! You think the Queen is looking for a court jester? Cause I'm down.
4. I borrowed a travel adapter from my Aunt but it refused to give any power to any of my appliances. The rude thing about that is providing power is literally a travel adaptors ONLY job. I fired it after a series of failures and joined a few other lost Americans in navigating our way to some stores. I bought a new converter for 8 pounds and wouldn't you know, almost electrocuted myself six (yes, six) times by trying to force my MacBook charger in without it falling out again. Sparks flew. The Mac plug was just too heavy... so my genius solution/fire hazard is show below. Success!
One big failure:
It's past 11 UK time, I've been awake for 36 hours and I'm up posting this instead of sleeping. Good night, world. Tomorrow, without jetlag, I rage.