One Month to the Day

If all goes as planned, in a month I will be boarding a plane for Manchester, England! It seems so long ago that I wrote this post.

It would seem that the cards are stacked against my dream trip to Britain, what with my lack of experience, lack of money, etc. But I’m still trying to make it! I’m scrimping every penny, doing lots of intensive research, and throwing up many a prayer. 

April iPhone Wallpaper, a photo by redstamp.com on Flickr.

Since then I've tested my wings travelling to Dallas and Austin, Texas by myself. I have saved like crazy and been given gifts by amazing friends to make my dream a reality. I have applied and been accepted to the school of my dreams. I own a plane ticket for April 14, 2013.

One sensation keeps hitting me over and over: this is really happening. 


It's all too real for my poor family. Aaron keeps talking about how weird it's going to be when I'm gone, Dad shakes his head in wonder, and Mom gets this look on her face like she's choking on a small elephant. Two and a half months—that's far longer than I've ever been gone from home.

A lot of things are up in the air right now, but one thing is certain. As cliche as it sounds, I'll never be the same again.

Cheers,

Abigail, a.k.a. The Britophile