Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Home again, home again
6.00 am saw me ready to go (having woken up about every hour, sometimes more) and I was out the door for a final ride on the tube. I made it to Paddington in time for the 7.30 Heathrow Express. You would think that American Airlines would still be on top of their customers at 8.00 am, but no such luck. My wait in the queue was akin to that of the Haunted Mansion at Disney World, only slower and far less exciting, and with no Fast Pass. After beginning a conversation with the two guys behind me the wait was much better. I got my boarding pass, whisked through security and made it to my gate just in time to begin boarding. Eight hours later I was in Chicago.
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5 comments:
Wow, you went on a posting bender while I was in the final throws of bilingual agony in Spain. Where was this all those lonely nights on my green comforter, when I was waiting for a whisper from my Amanda?
What? You were writing an absurd amount on heady subjects? Fine. Be that way.
I hope you're enjoying being at home!
I just caught up on all your last posts. I enjoyed them very much. It made me want to go back, even though I enjoy being home
Tea in two days!
Hello. This post is likeable, and your blog is very interesting, congratulations :-). I will add in my blogroll =). If possible gives a last there on my blog, it is about the Home Broker, I hope you enjoy. The address is http://home-broker-brasil.blogspot.com. A hug.
Hello Amanda, a salute from Rome. Ciao
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