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Mobile Post:Human Contact

I’ve decided I really don’t like to travel anymore. It used to feel like a fun game, something exciting I got to do…now it feels like WORK, only so I can be somewhere else for a bit.

Today has been so exhausting…train to London, another train to the airport…and that’s as far as I’ve gotten! My plane was delayed for two hours, and Heathrow is a mess. I waited in a queue for another queue for the main queue…does that make sense? Thre different lines to get to the front…I stood there for an hour and a half and kind of wanted to scream….

I ended up asking the woman beside me which flight she was on, and had maybe a five minute discussion with her…and somehow it helped things. I felt just overwhelmed…exhausted and at wits end, and somehow…speaking to some nice farm girl from Wisconsin made life feel a little better.

My dad always says traveling alone is just no fun, as you don’t get the opportunity to interact with anybody…and maybe he is right. I’m happy Clément is coming to America and will be traveling back to France with me in January. The thought of doing it all again is kind of nauseating.

Anyhow, off to America I go. The flight is supposed to leave in an hour…fingers crossed.