Though I have embarked on this journay over 12 hours ago, the whole situation hit me finally only 8 hours before when I walked into the Atlanta Hartsfield Airport. Fortunate for me all the checking and annoucing and marking was all done under 1 hour. However, I was at the airport 4 hours in advance, so that meant I had 3 whole hours to do, nothing!!

After walking around a bit, checking out shops and sleeping with a big tub of Mango Passion Smoothie, I was really really bored. In fact, for the last hour of the wait, I was standing in line just to get my Detlta Sky Miles. Yes, I know. I was bored. Come on.

The flight to London was uneventful, except for me sneaking into an empty business class seat and napping there for one hour, that is. Currently, I’m here sitting in London, using the technology and letting the world know, “Hey! Guess what? I’m not in US anymore! ” Next in the plan, is to make a couple of phone calls, may be and somehow spend the rest 1.5 hours of my wait. Shouldn’t be that bad. I wonder how Dubai would treat me.

All hail the Brit accent and the lovely Brit gals.