Heathrow

Well, I made it. Made it to the airport, thru security... twice & now I'm sitting in terminal 5 at Heathrow, one of the most complicated airports I've been to. It's hard to think about. I don't think it's quite sunk in that I'm gone. That everything I know is different and I am now floating through the motions like everyone else with a big secret: I don't know what I'm doing.

Thank God for free wifi, cell phones that can roam & family willing to be woken up at 4 in the morning by a slightly teary and definitely tired little girl.

It really is hard to believe its happening. I can barely think about it without feeling jittery, scared, and alone. I'm not the greatest at making friends, and I think when your mascara is running its one more sign saying "stay away."

I got to see some really fluffy clouds and the sun sort of rising. That was amazing. But now, it's hurry up & wait. It is now 12:25 in London and my connection doesn't depart until 3:05.... the next several hours is ging to go by fast. It really is happening, no matter what I say or don't say, do or don't do. I'm over half way there and losing it. I think an hour & 1/2 of interrupted sleep is catching up with me.

I can say that Heathrow is not only super clean but also, bright which is nice after being in a dark and in a sense damp plane all night.

I'm not sure when it will hit, but I know it will. And when it does, thank heavens I have ways of connecting.

BTW if you don't know already, I now have Skype - you'll be able to contact me at mattieporter

I know these postings are random and somewhat useless, but I appreciate anyone interested in checking in on me. Pictures will post as they're taken, unfortunately, not much for now. The camera isn't the easiest thing to get in & out of the duffle.

My only fear at this point is my 2 checked bags, my life so to speak which are going through and I don't know how well that process usually goes. We'll see when I get to Geneva I suppose...