*I’m copying this verbatim from my newly devirginized diary. My laptop conked out on me on my first day because I forgot to bring a universal adaptor.
So here go my written ramblings and scattered thoughts—the scribbles of my handy dandy notebook.
In hindsight, it was smart of me to bring a journal. I thought the laptop would suffice but I was stupid enough to forget that plugs here were also different. I can be so delusional sometimes about the world being on the same page, and in this case, the same plug.
So, I survived the flight with the help of this very warm and nurturing Indian stewardess, who pampered me like anything. I felt as if I was getting unwarranted special treatment. She gave me free business class-exclusive perks, even if I was in the economy a.k.a poor class. Ha-ha. She said she was giving me all the perks because I was sick so I didn’t know whether to try to get better or to wallow in my illness. Anyway, I thankfully got through both flights alive. Sick as I am to this second, I am still utterly grateful for EVERYTHING. Thank you, God!
Highlights of Day 1 include:
1. Passing by Jane Austen’s House on the drive to Fareham, England
2. Tunnels of kissing trees,
3. Telephone boxes, of course
3. Old English Homes and Bed and Breakfasts