- It was the best landing I've ever experienced. The rubber kissed the tarmac so softly I swear it didn't make a sound. And if I hadn't had a window seat I wouldn't even have realize we'd landed.
- I was about ten seconds away from having to apply for an Atlanta driver's license. Remember that one time when I complained about qualifying for Texas citizenship? Yeah, that was Club Med compared to this pond hop.
- As I took the Gatwick Express into the city, I had to keep pinching myself that I was really back in the Motherland. Coming back for more than a brief visit had always been a fuzzy hypothetical, so it took me awhile to believe my bleary, sleep-deprived eyes.
Since I've had a few days to settle in, I've run the gamut of emotions, but one thing remains constant: It was the right thing to come here. Everywhere I go, I'm constantly accompanied by a sense of peace and 'rightness' that puts a bounce in my step and a smile on my face.
So, please Mind the Gap in posts as I've been settling in. Next stop: Awesomeness.