Well, I am now officially a World Traveler, although, I guess because I’ve been to Canadia (yes, I spelled that correctly), and Mexico, I already hold that title, but everything seems much more official, now that I have crossed the Atlantic. It’s a bit surreal – I’m in another country, halfway around the world. It’s 3:34 in the morning BST, and I’ve just had my first cup of coffee. Losing 8 hours was a bit of a shock to my system, but I’m going to get used to early mornings and coffee, I think.
A few thoughts on International travel so far.
* Flying economy sucks. I felt like a sardine in my seat for 10 1/2 hours. I thought it would be fun and novel to fly so long. That wore off after 2 hours.
* English mustard is actually dijon mustard.
* They serve peas with everything it seems.
I’m proud of myself for navigating my way here to England, and to and from London Heathrow Airport. Although the first part was easy – LAX to London. Now, in a few minutes, I’ll be navigating myself from London Heathrow Airport to Oslo, Norway, and I’ll officially be in Europe.
I’m looking forward to meeting up with mates in Aker Brygge today at the Eternal Flame for beers. I will try and update more later once I am settled in my hotel.