Well here I am,sitting in London England. Who would have ever thought that I would be here, exspecially this year.

My travels have brought me so many unforgetable memories and trying situations which I will stay positive through.

I started my journey on September 17th 2010 as I flew out of Saskatoon at 2:10pm. I didn't think saying goodbye to my family was going to be so difficult and tried to hold it together but not knowing when you will see them next is a difficult thing to accept so hugging for the last time, well you just don't want to let go.

My flight was actually very good. Many may know that flying isn't always a thing I handle the best but I surprised my self by keeping it together the whole way. Because I had a couple stops along the way I didn't feel as restless as the flight to Thailand. My first stop was in Toronto where I had to claim my bags and rush them upstairs to re-check into Iceland Air. Well I wish it was as easy as it sounds. I made my way to baggage claim and waited for almost an hour and some for my suitcases but for some reason they did not come with the rest of the flights luggage. Heart thumping, watching my watch I tried to keep calm as I enter the line which marked LOST BAGGAGE. I started to panic, looking at my watch and trying to figure out what to do, I needed to catch my next plane in twenty mins and the line looked like it would be an hour long. All of a sudden the baggage system started up again and the baggage line started dispersing as baggage was shot out like no ones business. I ran over scanning for any remains of my suitcases and sure enough out they popped! I grabbed them like a lumber jacket swinging at a tree, threw them on the cart and raced for the elevator to catch my plane. I made it!! Just in time to, the wonderful ladies at Iceland Air contacted the plane and explained my problem and that I would be right there. AAAhhhh fewwwfff I am in the clear, so I thought. I get to security and oooo I am the random one picked for being searched, bugger! It didn't matter, I made the flight and I was safe and sound.

Arriving in the London Heathrow airport was a surreal experience with my friend Corey Cooke waiting for my arrival. My first experience in London was the Tube! We took the elevators down underground into some weird looking tunnels, not knowing that I would be seeing so much of them on my stay. We got our selves on this tube thingy which I found to be very impressive in the layout, the timing and how easy it was to get anywhere in London.

My first impression on the landscape and the areas were seen from the tube of the copper colored roves and the sea of brick. Everyone we saw was dressed so nice so I felt like a fish out of water in my yoga pants and t-shirt, in desperate need of a shower. Corey was my tour guide as we glided across London towards Kilburn where his flat was. Corey and I would be sharing his bedroom for what I thought was going to be a couple days, but in fact turned into a couple weeks due to certain circumstances involving two other girls which I will soon get into.

London's landscape is engulfed in brick and masonry but in the most charming wonderful way. The buildings architecture is brilliant and absolutely grand! Whether it is the local supermarket, McDonald's or the Buckingham palace, the building lack no aesthetic. As soon as I set my bags down in the #15 chevington, 4 bedroom flat we were on the go again. Corey had my first day planned out, jammed packed with some of London's greatest sights. Thank god the flight went so well and I wasn't to incredibly tired because wow did I have a long day ahead of me in the best way possible. For now I leave you with my first experiences and my overwhelming sense of home in a place I considered foreign.