Aaaaaand we're ready to roll. I'm writing this entry while on a flight to London.
It's pretty amusing how I've begun to embrace this whole backpacking concept. I mean, I've boarded my flight reeking of pit sweat. I'd spent earlier today running around, cleaning the apartment, buying last-minute supplies for my trip and just sweating in general.
I had this big, retarded smile on my face as I put my cheesy Rick Steve's backpack on the overhead compartment and as I sat down and strapped on my seat belt.
"I used to ALWAYS dress nicely for any flight. Even puddle jumper ones!"
Lame, I know. That's why boarding this flight felt so liberating. I'm dressed like a hippie and I reek and there's nothing anyone can do about it. Tee hee!
Speaking of this flight, can I just say I HEART British Airways? I've picked two movies (getting ready to start the second one in a few) and they still have not stopped giving me booze. And yes, I'm flying economy class.
Would have been a treat to stink up the first class cabin, though. ;-)
Europe, here I come!
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