Heading Home 7/28

At six in the morning I said goodbye to my room and went down into the courtyard to take the bus to Heathrow. As we crossed Waterloo Bridge, I promised myself I’d come back to London someday. We got to Heathrow with plenty of time, and the early group was still there, because their plane had been delayed. We spent more than an hour hanging out in the main part of Heathrow Terminal, chatting with the classmates we didn’t want to say goodbye to. As a special London goodbye, there was a giant Dalek in the center of the airport, of course. Eventually, we did have to say goodbye and head to our respective flights.

No one likes eight hour flights, even if you’re someone who likes flying, like me. I worked on this blog, read, and watched the in-flight movie. I even tried napping a bit, but it was the middle of the day, so it wasn’t really possible. Unfortunately, I was sitting in front of a three year old, who (when he was awake) had the annoying habit of kicking the back of my seat. Sigh. I told my sister she wasn’t allowed to take my nieces on international flights until they were at least six.

When we reached O’Hare, I said goodbye to fellow Dominican librarians, who, at least, I’ll see in class, still. My parents came to pick me up, and they brought the puppy!

When I got home, I discovered that my best friend had been by and decorated my room with a bunch of Welcome Home decorations. My mom made a fabulous dinner, and my sister brought my nieces over. It was a perfect homecoming.

Since being back, I haven’t really had any trouble readjusting, either in terms of missing Britain or jet lag. A lot of that is that I jumped back into my new full-time job the morning after I came home. I’ve been way too busy for anything but getting my work done and finishing this blog.

I know that in the months to come, however, I’m going to come back, and read this blog, and plan my trip back to London.