Saga

7 janvier 2014

I’m finally en route to Paris! After 3 months of indecision, consternation, hope, frustrations, worries, and hecticness, I am actually on a plane. This is sort of unbelievable.

So far, IcelandAir has been pretty great. I chose them because they were the cheapest and they let you have two checked bags for free, which almost no other airline is still doing. Plus, since we have a layover in Reykjavik, I get to say that I’ve physically been in Iceland! The plane I’m on is named in honor of a volcano, the pillows have a lullaby printed on them in Icelandic and in English, and all the headrest covers have fun tidbits about the Icelandic language, or Islenska.

I’ve spent much of the last week packing. It started off so well, especially packing my clothes, which is usually the hardest part. But somewhere after that it went downhill, and I ended up with two huge suitcases that just barely come under the IcelandAir weight limit. I know I’ve brought way too much. However, I didn’t realize the magnitude of this problem until I arrived at the airport and realized that I can barely handle my hulking top-heavy backpack, let alone the addition of two gigantic suitcases. When I arrive in Paris, I will take an RER train from Charles de Gaulle to the Cité Universitaire stop, where my host mother will pick me up. I’m not quite sure how I’ll manage to get my luggage through an unfamiliar train system by myself, so we’ll have to wait and see how that goes.

A bientot,

Abigail