This blog has historically been dedicated to issues regarding my images. However, as the family and I embark to the United Kingdom, I will incorporate our adventures here as well. There will be a photographic aspect to the stories. So, let me know what you think as you read the blog. Unfortunately, my inaugural (I’m still reeling from the euphoria of 20-Jan) entry does not include in photos.
The day has come. After months of preparation and planning, we went to Mom-Avis and Daddio’s house waiting for the shuttle. Not to my surprise, nearly, everyone came to the house. We took pictures and chronicled the last few minutes we’ll be together.
The only thing that would’ve made this complete is to have my parents and brother present as well.
Nevertheless, after a series of tearful good-byes, Erica & Deborah re-enacting the Color Purple scene where Celie and her sister mimic patty cake, Jordyn, Deborah, and I boarded the SuperShuttle and headed to the airport on Monday afternoon.
The plane ride was smooth and uneventful which is always good. We arrived at Heathrow at approximately 5:45 AM. As soon as we gathered our luggage and headed towards the exit, we saw Andrew, our driver, holding a sign with our name on it.
The weather was just below freezing as we navigated through the snow for approximately 90 miles from Heathrow Airport until we arrived at the Britannia Inn. There isn’t much to see out here as this area is very rural.
Nevertheless, our adventure begins so stay tuned…