Operation Study Abroad was temporarily derailed yesterday. Here's a pro-tip: never rely on the planes. They are giant hunks of metal that should not be able to fly and thus hate to accommodate those who want to use them to that end.
From the hour delay in actually getting to the airport, to being trapped in a tiny outpost in Switzerland for twelve hours and arriving to find all of the program assigned buses gone, the last twenty-four hours has been an adventure to say the least. Part of me wonders if taking a boat across the Atlantic would have been faster. This'll teach me to buy cheap airline tickets I supposed.
But hey! I met one of my flatmates (flatmate--doesn't that sound so British?). Her name's Jace and she is awesome. Plus our flat supervisor seems like a decent guy. And I am in LONDON! Well, just outside it, in Surbiton. But still! ENGLAND!
Have to dash for Orientation. More to come
Julie
Honey, are you sure you're okay? You haven't called to tell me you're safe. This could just be a kidnapper parading as you to lure your loved ones into a false sense of security. I saw this kind of thing happen on 20/20. CALL ME!
ReplyDeleteDeep breaths, Mom. I'm fine. I am not a kidnapper. Just let me settle in first and I'll call you.
DeleteThat sounds exactly like something a kidnapper WOULD say
DeleteOh my GOD. I'll call you tonight, alright?
DeleteJules, your mom is kind of a nutcase. Glad I didn't cause you to miss your flight. Honestly this is all my brother's fault. If he hadn't stolen my alarm clock we would have been fine
ReplyDeleteI can see these comments, young lady. And your mother will be hearing about this
Delete*winces* Sorry Ms. Cate.
DeleteTell Andrew he's on my list, Anj. The list is a bad place to be. We also would have been fine if you didn't take forty-five minutes to get ready in the morning
DeleteHey! Perfection takes time
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