Open up my head and let me out…
I have a lot I could blog about but I haven’t had the time or energy in between my adventures to do so, and so…it will just have to wait until I return! That’s right, in a few short hours I will be whisked by car down to LAX and will be flying across the pond to touch down in lovely England. I can’t wait!!! I think this is the ideal time for me to be getting out of the city, out of my everyday life, and off to do some adventuring. I will do my best to photo-document it (better than Vegas, anyway)!
First up, Keswick (in the Lake District) for my friend M’s wedding celebration, where I will be staying in this quaint house. Then to London, then Paris. Squeeaaaall!!! I would be even more excited if I wasn’t so sleep deprived. I hope I can sleep on the flight tonight…
I somehow managed to pack all my stuff into the large backpack on wheels (though I had to omit some of the clothes I wanted to bring to make way for the hiking boots. Oh well. 
) I then had a comedy of errors this morning trying to wrangle poor Noodles into the cat carrier to take him to the vet where he will be boarded. At one point I was on my stomach on my bedroom floor, in my work clothes, trying to coax him from under the bed with my shoe (he has a bit of a shoe/foot fetish). When that didn’t work, I was forced to resort to his nemesis, the vacuum, which always scares the bejesus out of him. Sure enough, the instant I turned it on, he went peeling out from under the bed where I was able to tackle him with a blanket and shove him into the carrier.
….Whew.
And now, just tying up a few loose ends at work before I head home to do the final packing (aka, zipping the suitcase). Have a great couple of weeks, dear readers, and I promise some big ol’ posts when I get back!
xoxo, SF
Oh, man, I still wish I was going with ya. I’ve never even been to Europe (I know, sad, eh?). The tale of catching Noodles was pretty funny, though.
Have a spectacular trip!
Godspeed, SF.
May the force be with you, SF.
I’m so jealous. Have an amazing trip! And a good flight to London. My best flight to London, I met the hottest Israeli guy. We ended up making out half the flight. I highly recommend that — it makes the trip so much faster.