On to Heathrow…

After sitting on the runway at JFK for nearly an hour, we finally began our flight to London. I had lucky seating a second time and was able to meet another new friend on the airplane. This time, instead of Salt Lake City, my new friend was traveling to Nairobi, Kenya to see her family. If I thought my flight to London was long, Sophie (my new friend) had another 9 hours until she got to Kenya! (Not to mention a 3-hour layover in England…) I really should never complain again.
After chatting with Sophie for a while, I soon discovered that she just graduated with a degree in an early-childhood education. Thus, began an entertaining conversation on teaching, education, college, travel, family, future goals, and that strange traveler’s insurance commercial where meerkats ride on the top of a crocodile's mouth and lions play with gazelles. (In Sophie’s words, “Like, that’ll ever happen!”)

Half-way to Heathrow
Well, I just finished my first dinner of the trip: microwavable airplane food. You know, it really wasn’t too bad, except for the fact that there wasn’t much of it. I chose the chicken and mashed potatoes, instead of the spinach Alfredo pasta. I figured that mashed potatoes were a more British option…not to mention that I also had pasta for lunch, and I don’t particularly care for Alfredo sauce. Haha, okay, maybe I didn’t think twice about choosing the more “British Option.” After dinner, I relaxed by watching The Diary of a Wimpy Kid. I know it’s a kid’s movie, but as a future teacher, I thought that it would help get me the insider’s look on what it is like to be in middle school. I actually quite enjoyed the film and thought that there were some valuable lessons about growing up, staying true to your friends, and being yourself—ahh “teaching moments.” Okay, I know that this is only interesting to 5% of the people who read this, so I will stop. Next update will be from Oxford!