The day before is about to begin.
Tomorrow morning I'm making breakfast for my little brother. I'm going to miss him. He's the only person that's been around me the whole summer. He and I bonded over Coldplay. He doesn't want to admit it, but I've taught him pretty much everything he knows about rock 'n roll. It's all good. Breakfast will be Cocoa Wheats. That stuff is one of the only reasons I appreciate Indiana. I also have reason to appreciate this state because my friends live here. My family lives here. I was born here. I have decided not to forget where I came from. Yes, I know I'm coming back in three months, but this is for further-in-the-future reference. No matter what I become or where I end up, I'll remember this place. I'll remember it through the people... and splendiforous Cocoa Wheats.
I spent most of the afternoon creating a list of places to explore once I get to London. I even made a scavenger hunt for myself. It's all thanks to you, Alexis. I've given myself lots of challenges--all of them Beatles related. I'm actually very proud of it. I'll be even prouder if I actually have time to do everything I've set out to do. We'll see how it goes.
I'm packed. I'm really nervous about the flight. I guess that's natural. It's not like I've been having strange premonitions or anything. I'm just nervous. It's my first trans-Atlantic flight, ya know? However, it does excite me to be at an airport again. I haven't flown for at least four years. Airports always give me a hopeful feeling. This time I'm traveling to three different airports, so I'll be in the happiest mood ever.
Anyway, stay tuned for the next installment covering:
The airplane,
three days alone in London,
and
the Generator Hostel!
(I may also update you on how my scavenger hunt is coming. ^_~)
Goodbye Indiana,
Tarah
I spent most of the afternoon creating a list of places to explore once I get to London. I even made a scavenger hunt for myself. It's all thanks to you, Alexis. I've given myself lots of challenges--all of them Beatles related. I'm actually very proud of it. I'll be even prouder if I actually have time to do everything I've set out to do. We'll see how it goes.
I'm packed. I'm really nervous about the flight. I guess that's natural. It's not like I've been having strange premonitions or anything. I'm just nervous. It's my first trans-Atlantic flight, ya know? However, it does excite me to be at an airport again. I haven't flown for at least four years. Airports always give me a hopeful feeling. This time I'm traveling to three different airports, so I'll be in the happiest mood ever.
Anyway, stay tuned for the next installment covering:
The airplane,
three days alone in London,
and
the Generator Hostel!
(I may also update you on how my scavenger hunt is coming. ^_~)
Goodbye Indiana,
Tarah