I’m sitting at the gate waiting to board the first leg of my trip home. The flight starts to board in about twenty minutes, and I’ve paid close to $22.00 for wireless access for the day here and in Heathrow, where I’ll be spending around six hours total. Strangely enough, it seems worth it. I’m sure that thought will change when I get the Visa bill next month.
I’ll write a little more later, but this is the start of the journey home. I’ve had an amazing time, and am beginning to understand this whole “vacation” thing. I may have to do it again, as it was better than I could have possibly expected it to be. I’ll miss the rocks, lichens, wind, water, and mck.
What a great way to spend a week.