...And Away We Go!

Thoughts from Places (Dublin Airport)

The view from our gate

It's about a quarter past ten here in Dublin, Ireland. Our flight to Lyon isn't until 12:10 local time. It's still 5:00 AM in Philadelphia. On the bright side, everyone here has Irish accents and it's fabulous.

The yesterday started off looking like this:

But thanks to the magic of Space Bags (seriously, those things are fantastic), I fit all my stuff into one check in bag (46 lbs!), a carry-on, and a backpack.

This is all very strange. Monday night, I finally came to terms with the fact that I am going to live in a foreign country for four months. I had a strange dream during Savasana (the last pose in any yoga routine, laying on your back) where my mom and a family friend dropped me off at the airport and bid me goodbye. When I came out of the pose, I knew I was ready to go.

Allison and I met at the gate together and had pizza for dinner

Also, I saw a guy cleaning the airplane's front window. I feel like that job is akin to window cleaning in how brave/crazy you would have to be.

This is the first time I am traveling via air on my own  (pretending he's beside me...). Normally I travel with my mom, and she deals with all the logistics and stuff so all I have to do is just be there. The moment of realization for me was when we were taking off from Philly. Mom doesn't do too well on planes so I hold her hand and talk to her. As the plane started to move, I looked around, waiting for the take off routine, but Mom wasn't there. So I kept reading on my Kindle. I think the guy next to me would have felt uncomfortable if I held his hand. His girlfriend would not have been happy.

The six hour flight had us arrive at 8:15 local time, so I probably had about 4 hours of sleep. It's not too bad though. They served us breakfast and I couldn't help but laugh

Top o' the Muffin to You!

I decided to have a real breakfast at 4:25 Philly time.

Yogurt with strawberry and granola, and tea

I find this whole experience to be quite amusing in it's ridiculousness; but I am incredibly thankful for it. And also The Help, which I am reading, otherwise I would be incredibly bored.

Best wishes!