Cheerio!

It's off to London for this creepy looking guy with the seemingly crooked beak.

Things started to turn around once the flight took off and I could forget about some of the last minute chaos that appeared the morning of my flight. British Airways is a fantastic airline for many reasons, to name a few: 1) FA- Would you like a drink? Me- Sure, I'll have some red wine.

FA- Would you like me to leave you two bottles? Me- Uhhhhh, Yeah...

2) Complimentary slipper/socks, toothbrush/paste, eyeshades.

3) Watching episodes of the Office (UK version) and the Family Guy (US version) on the inflight entertainment system.

4) FA- Would you like another drink, perhaps some whiskey or brandy? It may help you sleep.
Me- You talked me into it. How about a whiskey. FA- Cheers. (Glenlivet, not bad a'tal)

There was more to the trip, of course, than the flight, but I will have to update at some other time.
The point is: I left, I returned, and I am alive (partially).

Cheers!