The biggest chicken of them all...

How can I even begin to describe the last 24 hours?
Well lets see... After a tearful goodbye I departed from my family in Mascali to arrive to Palermo. Palermo is also on the oceanside so I was able to watch the most beautiful sunset over the Mediteranean Sea. Sorta trippy since I had been watching the sunrise from over the sea the last 12 days. Afterwards we headed into the airport. Um.. danger. Seriously...EasyJet and I are no longer friends. We stood in line for atleast an hour if not more. Only to arrive at the counter to make fools of ourselves. When we were told to pack lightly...we should have listened. Palermo wasnt kidding about us having to get rid of excess baggage. So there we were...Cassie and I... the only Americans...opening their HUGE suitcases and throwing stuff away. If I could only describe the horror on the travel agents face when she weighed our baggage. You would have thought we would have committed a crime. We finally gave up and decided to pay the extra Euros. Theres only so much we could throw away. To make us even more agitated...EasyJet also had to delay their flight. FOREVER. No really. FOREVER. Finally in the middle of the stinking night...after taking an hour to board..(I dont know why it took that long..) we were on our way to Gatwick. All I wanted to do was sleep. You think I would be able to sleep right...oh no... not on EasyJet. Hardest plane seats ever. I think sitting on a metal trashcan would have been more comfortable. And then.. of course..we take off in the middle of storm approaching Sicilia already having made its way through most of Europe. Turbulence anyone? And not the kinda that I like. No of course not.. its the up and down constant shaking making the pit of your stomach churn because you are bobbing up and down in the air so dang much. Cassie almost died of motion sickness. I think I started taking shots of vodka (just kidding mom I had the chicken soup). Anyhow..after three hours of bobbing up and down in the air FINALLY we begin to approach decent at Gatwick. It was the longest three hours of my life. Nothing could have topped the flight except of the landing. Seriously everyone on board was dead silent hanging on for dear life waiting to crash. The plane was bobbing up and down miserably dropping quickly then suddenly coming back up. Then all of a sudden we start turning sideways. Uh..ok...so we are going to land crooked right? Pretty much. I couldnt even bare to look out the window. Seriously if it wasnt for the Holy Spirit reassuring me and comforting me I would have burst into tears. Cassie is usually the composed one of the two of us and she was about ready to loose it. Obviously we landing and I ran off the plane.

Ok so then we got to Cumberland House the CUTEST bed and breakfast ever in Horley. We were greeted by one of the propietors Clive who is the funniest man ever. Ok well atleast in my top ten. We instantly fell asleep exhausted from our day. And woke up... to homemade english breakfast. Thats right be jealous. Clives wife Carmel cooks herself for all guests. We pretty much were british royalty. I wont lie...it was amazing and if I was you reading this I would want to kick me too. The setting was perfect. We were nestled.. (is that even a word?) in the green countryside in a cozy bed and breakfast in the outskirts of London England listen to the rain fall on the cottage and watching the cars roll by. Could it be anymore movie like? Yes it gets better. After we left Horley we lugged our really heavy (at this point wanting to throw away luggage) into London on the tube. And we arrived at our hostel. In Bayswater. With Hyde park and Buckingham Palace at walking distance. The street the hostel is on looks like 18th century influenced buildings that make me want to melt. Well after we carried our bags up one flight of stairs that nearly made me tumble back down... Cassie and I went into London. This is the crazy part... she dragged me into the London Dungeon. For those who know how scared of horror movies I am will understand that for me, going thru the dungeon was a lifetime achievement..applouse please. It was like walking thru your own horror movie. NO JOKE. I wont spoil the details because this is a story I will tell live.

Then lastly..before coming in for the night we walked thru Tower Bridge in the rain in our umbrellas... took pictures of Westminster Abbey and enjoyed the scenary amongst us.

More amazingly... all day today I felt the cover of Gods amazing grace. Everything we could ever need has been provided for even before I could think of it. Even more so it has been amazing to appriciate the creativity God has of creating such a diverse world for us to enjoy.

Ciao, Ciao for now... until my next adventure ;)

written by

MissMia on August 22, 2007 from London, United Kingdom

from the travel blog: The Ultimate European Adventure!

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Mia! It sounds like you are having an amazing trip!! That flight sounds terrifying, but God is good and you were blessed with an amazing bed and breakfast after!! I miss you and love you very much!
<3
your baby sister :)
Jamie

written by Jamie Skaates on August 22, 2007

Ha, ha, ha. I had to laugh at your plane experience. There's nothing like dropping in an aircraft to make one remember that we have heaven to look foward to, just in case we don't make it through the flight. Gulp. Your experience sounded especially terrifying though. Yikes
HEIDI

written by Heidi Aanderud on September 9, 2007

you are so lucky to visit these nice places...
thank you for posting this, I'm going to go there myself in the nearest future

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