A jump across the pond

Well, we're here.
In England. Finally.

We boarded the plane in Indianapolis, Indiana on Saturday, July 4. A little ironic that we flew out of the USA on the day our forefathers declared their independence from British rule. Hmmmmm. Something to think about.

Our first flight was short - only about an hour and a half - to Newark, New Jersey. Not out of the country yet. This airport was so huge (and kinda dirty). WE had a three hour layover so we found a place to get a bite to eat. Our last meal in the states. We did get to see some fireworks outside of the airport windows before leaving.

So that was our July 4th.

We boarded the plane around 10pm, already exhausted and ready for the trip to be over. The next flight was much longer - six and a half hours - although this was shorter than expected. Not because we fell into the ocean or had to make an emergency landing somewhere. We just made good time, I guess. No air traffic jams? It was actually kind of fun on the plane at first. We each had our own personal TV screen and headphones to watch whatever we wanted. Gone are the days of the whole plane watching the same movie together. We had "on demand" and choices galore. Sammy had fun watching Hannah Montana: The Movie. Jonathan listened to some Beetles music. We had food and snacks and drinks. Sammy used the airplane restroom - an experience, for sure. Finally Sammy was able to to get some sleep, although I don't think anyone else was successful in taking more than a short catnap.

We arrived in Manchester, England around 11am on Sunday morning. Mike had arranged for a gentleman from the ward to pick us up at the airport. I was surprised he was able to fit everything into the back of his little car. We had a ton of luggage. Everyone except Mike fell right to sleep in the car. Finally.

So we are indeed here.
In England.
Until further notice.