I fly out of O’Hare at 6 am. I am leaving my house at 2 am. This is really weird. I honestly don’t expect to actually believe that I am studying in London until classes start. This is all so surreal. I have my suitcase and backpack and purse all in front of me, and I still can’t believe it. I’ll be documenting my adventures on here, so stay posted if you want. I also have a Voxer, Skype, WhatsApp and TextPlus, so I’m hoping having contact back home will be simple. Here goes nothing.