the morning final came january 11th. mom and dad took me out to breakfast at crackers, soooo good. that was fun.
we weren't really sure a specific date because there were huge snow storms across europe. making flights a bit of a messy mess. so michelle paxton, being a freaking rockstar, kept checking and switching them around for me as they seemed to be good or not. so i for sure have a flight to philidelphia, the connection to London. but the flight to london itself was definitely up in the air since i was flying standby. my mom calls sister hawley to ask if i can hook it up with andrea's family just in case i have to stay over night there.
luckily i got freaking awesome flight on the way to philly. in a row by myself and no seat in front of me. which is lovely since me and flying aren't best of friends. and when i got there i hung out in the club, once again thanks to michelle. so nice.
anyhow, i got a flight to heathrow. which was also an awesome seat. i sat next to a really nice lady from philly who was heading to africa. i told her i was going to brussels and she laughed and said i needed to make sure to say goodbye to the sun since i wasn't going to see it for a long time. hahah
i took sleeping pills on the flight, i think maybe for the first time. yeah, i think i am definitely one of those weird human anomalies that react the opposite. so i slept about an hour on the plane overnight.
in london. oh goodness. i am sure i was quite a site. the airlines broke a wheel (out of 2 wheels) off of one of the huge suitcases i had. sorry again jordan. so i drag it, with my other suitcase, and my huge backpack up and down stairs--no escalators. to the metro. off the metro. to the train. oh it was hell. and i was going on being awake about 26 hours out of 27. so it was great. haha. but i make it to my eurostar train to brussels.
it was a good ride and when i got there i had an amazing greeting! gino and clara were there with this sweet sign. oh and its about -1c outside. and raining. haha hello belgium!