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So I finally tore myself out of bed to look around this London place I’ve somehow found myself in. Despite my notoriously bad sense of direction I just headed out, starting towards the station so I’d have some kind of reference point. And OH I found a sign for a swing dance! Except it’s on […]

Day 2: London I made it! Not that it was really suspect, but it’s a nice thing to confirm. As I sat in the terminal I brought out my knitting. Some women came by, one sitting next to me. She commented on my knitting and we got into a ten minute yap about knitting and

Day 1: Philadelphia So. The rules of driving to the airport were followed, and since we left with plenty of time we arrived, oh, three hours early. And continuing with the rules I sailed through security with no problem. Even got myself an isle seat. I prefer window seats, but my dad made a fair

ahem: AAAAAUGH! I hate me some packing. I’ve gotten to the point where I’ve decided that if it isn’t in my bag already, I don’t need it. Besides, it probably won’t fit into my bag which holy hell how did it get so full? But things are in there. And I can’t really think of

News, news, news. Item 1: Mark will not be able to hang out in our undecided place because he is Lame. My attitude about this: Whatever. Item 2: Stephanie, who had expressed interest in going to Scotland with me but who wasn’t positive about whether or not it was actually going to happen, is totally

So all of a sudden it is less than a week until I leave and y’all, that is very soon. I would’ve sworn it was 11 days until I leave, but no, it is 5. 5, people. That is almost tomorrow. ACK. You know? But all is well. I have a swanky new bag that

My parents and I had Chinese food tonight and my fortune was as follows: You will step on the soil of many countries. Whoa. Got an email from John, he says I’m welcome to stay for the week and oh! It made me excited. I can’t wait to see him. Mild panic ebbing away. He

And with nine total hours of driving (damn you, traffic!) I’m no longer a resident of North Carolina. In fact, for the next few months I will be pretty well without residence (unless I do settle in Edinburgh, which is entirely possible). I managed to fit everything into my car (you are impressed, yes?) WITH

In a rare and brief burst of ambition I started packing for the move back to Philadelphia. As much as dumping one’s stuff in one’s old room can be considered moving. Cleaned out the back of my car (or at least straightened up all the bedding from the last dance weekend I attended. Which was

It begins. Well, not really yet. But I have my plane ticket, people to see when I reach London, and am in the process of leaving North Carolina. I haven’t been stressed out about it much. In fact, I’m remarkably calm about the trip. Mostly I want it to just happen already so I can