Rwanda Journal Day 2

Sorry. It's all over the place. This covers the end of the flight to England, the trip to London, and the flight to Kenya.


(We're flying to England)



This is actually a bleed over start. We are still flying. I've switched to pen to see if I can't scratch this thing down.
Missed it...went to London...I wish I wasn't as tired as I was. I might have enjoyed it. I found it interesting that everyone (Londoners) was doing their best to be super trendy. The disease was everywhere and people were checking us out like we were from another country. Imagine that. Maybe I'll save some space if I can remember.
The flight was strange. We were all so tired that we couldn't even think. I woke up in the middle of the night and found myself watching Electra. It was actually pretty good.
Apparently we left just in time since Heathrow (sp?) was in disarray due to the strike. I saw more people crying there than at any funeral I've been too.
I gave Liz the window seat on the way over. It was a good sacrifice. I was just happy to have good company. (not that anyone else would have been bad company)
Joanella tried to throw Tylenol pm to me and wound up misfiring and striking the passengers in front of me in the face.