4am (Seattle time) – got up early. I didn’t sleep well…I never do before an early flight. I woke up at 2, 2:30, 3, well you get the picture. I’m always afraid that I’ve overslept. I had a terrible dream that after 2 hours of driving in the UK that I got pulled over because I didn’t have a “new driver” sticker. They gave me a 400 pound ticket. (I was impressed with myself that I did the math to 800 US Dollars in my sleep) I was so angry in my dream – after the Sunday sermon the day before being on Matthew 5 and controlling ones anger.
(This dream turned out to be particularly prophetic in light of the events that happened on day 2 of the trip…)
4:15 – gave Steve haircut. Yes, I gave Steve a haircut at 4:15 in the morning. It needed to be done before we left, and since I was very late in getting things packed, this is when it had to be done.
5:15 – out the door. Our good friend Kevin Temp graciously offered to take us to the airport AND pick us up. We took him up on it and he was right on time (actually early since he went by Starbucks on the way to our place and it wasn’t open yet.)
6am - Airport security – The airport was busy. There was a family in front of us with an unhappy 2 year old kid. Unhappy kids are not unusual sights at airports at 6am but this kid was probably unhappy because he was wearing one of those silly kid leash things attached to a vest. Or, it could have been because he and his mom were not only wearing matching outfits but they were quite possibly the ugliest rainbow striped overalls I have ever seen in my life paired with neon green tee shirts that I have not seen since the 80s. This woman was obviously paranoid about getting separated from this kid and not being able to be identified as her mother. Trust me. Even if he did wrangle his way out of that leash contraption there is not another person in 750 miles of anywhere wearing a getup like that.
8am – flight leaves 15 minutes late. It was a relatively uneventful flight to Chicago. 4 hours. I spent about an hour trying to sleep. I don’t sleep on planes very well. Got to Chicago on time (they always seem to make it up in the air.)
5:10pm (Chicago time) – flight for London leaves. It was another uneventful flight. Steve took some Benadryl as we were boarding and he could barely stay awake through dinner. He probably slept between 5 and 6 hours on the 8 hour flight. I didn’t sleep a wink despite trying after getting relatively sleepy after 3 straight hours of reading. Watched Stepford Wives. Did more reading. I’m doing 2 weeks of homework for an Old Testament study of the tabernacle while I’m on the trip. 10 hours worth total.
7am (London time) – Arrived Heathrow. Got off the plane, walked for what seemed like miles and then waited 30 minutes at customs. Overall Heathrow was an unimpressive airport. I’m glad we packed light, no waiting for bags in customs. We each carried a backpack and that was it – all carry-on. We took the AVIS bus to pick up the rental car.
There are no pictures from today. Sorry.
Stay tuned for day 2 – which I’ll post tomorrow. It is the most exciting day of our trip and you won’t want to miss it.
- Sarah
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