I am here, I have wifi, and now I need a shower!

The moment was drowned out with the thunderous roar of overstuffed suitcases wheeling on gravel. About 28 hours of travel and barely any moments to sleep, I'm impressed that I officially made it to London alive. There were a few moments leading up to January 4th where I considered backing out, and staying home in Hawai'i, but I'm glad I'm pushed through those thoughts. I was scared. But after surviving a 12 hour layover in LA, I shed one more tear for home, sucked it up and boarded the plane. I will be honest,  already miss the sun and food, but at least I'm here to try and do something new.