Well it's all up to me now. Time to pack up the 80 lb luggage and make my way towards Rome. My flight won't depart until about 5pm. So that means I need to be in a cab on my way to the victoria train station by 12:30 or 1:00. Only because I am alone I decided to leave at 12:30. I never knew how difficult traveling is. It's really stressful and scary.. especially when you are all alone. I hailed a cab (becoming one of my favorite things to do) and was on my way to the London Victoria Train station. Okay so 15 £ later I'm trying to find the Gatwick express which goes straight to the Gatwick airport where my plane will be departing. Another 17 £ later I'm sitting on the express, hoping I'm on the right one, going in the right direction.. enjoying the beautiful scenery. I'm going to miss London. I have to say with all those crazy businessmen running around bulldosing me over, kind of grew on me in the week spent there. It's really neat sitting and looking at all the back of the houses and little farms and car factories. It totally reminds me of Billy Elliot. Was that movie based in London? I'm not sure but it was definitely gloomy enough to be. At last here I am at Gatwick ariport. Now to check my bag. Do I dread this part? Yes!! 200 £.. ouch! Why oh why did I pack so much! That's it. The moment I land in Rome and get situated I am going to make sure If I travel from here on out I am going to ditch that bloody suitcase and get a small one, ship back what I don't want and make way with my life so I'm not shredding money. I feel like sometimes I am an animal having to try and jump the next hurtle or find my way thru the complicated maze. As the men in front of me waved me thru, one stopped me to remind me that no lipgloss tubes are allowed to be lose. Of course I had one lose so I stopped for a minute to open my little paul frank makeup case. "Do I need to baggie my mase?" I said casuallly like it was nothing different then a lipgloss tube. The poor guys eyes bugged out and slapped my hand. I really didn't understand. But he then explained in a whisper,"mam, please quickly go to the bin and dump that as quickly as possible." Maybe that was more of a direction than expanation. Anyway I did and when I returned he told me if I were caught with mase I would be taken away to security because a mase is equivalent to a fire arm. HAHA People here are very paranoid and very interesting. So here I am 2 hours early. Lucky me! I get to sit and wait to find which gate I need to board. All boarding terminals take about 20 minutes of walking distance. Oh the joy of traveling. How I long to be in Rome right about now. I thought I would tag you along with this entry as I have lot's of time to kill. ----------------------------------------------------------------The announcer alerted the Rome flight and I about had a heart attack. I sprinted to the screen thinking I had missed my flight! My heart still feels like it wants to jump out of my chest. At least now I am right in front of the screen and now I get to stare at a 40 minute delay!! Well it is almost time and there is so much ahead to look forward to. But I'm not going to spill to all of you until I get there. I have about 15 countries I would love to go to and we all know that only half is realistic. But you never know. I'm excited to share with you what this journey has to offer. People say it will be life changing, some say it will be a disaster. Either way I'm sitting in this airport alone, jobless, no car, no home, no medical insurance, with only my laptop, camera, and my 80lb luggage and a little cash in the bank. I have nothing but my future. A clean slate? yes! I hope this inspires you all to take your leap of faith and do what you want to do. Follow your dreams. You can't lose anything that has already been lost. And when it gets down to it. Anything is possible. Just have faith.
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Chanel, you have a home here. Your talented and have an education in Hair and are good at it. Your friends miss you, the dogs miss you. Your family loves you (me) your cousins, aunts, grandpa.
ReplyDeleteWhat I am saying that there is a future here. When you have had enough of Europe, come home. Take lots of pictures and come home. Go back one day with your husband, where you are staying in nice hotels, and he is dealing with the italian hustlers there.