I'm leaving on a jet plane.

12th May 2019

After waiting for months the D-day a for our trip to Canada arrives

We wake up at the odd hours of 2 45 am and it certainly feels weird taking a shower and getting ready for the trip. 

The water is unsparing cold as well and refuses to set to a desired temperature. After a couple of tries I decide let's have cold water bath for a change. 

The diary`s sweetheart Sharon is here paying a visit and helps a bit in the packing.  Meanwhile shouts of hurry up are heard parents trying to rush me up. But I know I m well on course. I'm ready and the driver soon arrives. We grab all bags and walk out the door. Fido my pet tugs at my pants as he realizes we aren't going to be around for a whole month. 

I try my best to make him understand but it's time up. I walk out the door and in an instant we are off. 

We reach the Airport and quickly get done with the formalities. It's time to relax in the lounge for a bit and the early breakfast begins. As I sit down with my toast sausages  egg and juice I try to create the trip in my mind. It will be a great trip. 

Soon enough we rush out and catch our flight to London our first stop.