A Foreword

It's finally hit me. Maybe it is because I will be on a plane at this time in three days. Or it could be because I just got off the phone with my girlfriend as she boards her plane to Denmark, and her excitement is contagious. Probably both.

I won't actually be getting into London, the starting point of my trip, until midday on the 19th because of a stop in Reykjavik, Iceland. I'm hoping to maybe get a view of the city flying in or out, but I'm not gonna get my hopes up. Always better to be surprised than disappointed.

As I sadly struggled on a word in the last paragraph, which I will not say to lessen the embarrassment of its simplicity, I realized I should mention a couple things regarding my blogging abilities, or rather the lack thereof. To start, it has come to my intention in the last couple years my spelling abilities have actually gotten worse over the years. Probably because I didn't have an English class for the last year and a half of my college career, or maybe I just was naive to my own struggles. That being said, I will do my best, but sometimes your best is only so good and this blogging app doesn't have a spell check, and that's just a recipe for disaster.

I appreciate anyone that takes the time out of their busy day to read about my life a thousand miles away and show some interest in my life. That's a really splendid thing you could do, and I would never want to tarnish that appreciation with making you read some horribly butchered spelled words and grammatical errors, at least not without a warning. So here it is, I am sorry, please don't judge me.

Second, I will not be writing these entries like I am a tour guide and I want to describe everything I learned that day walking around a museum. This will more likely be a way for me to let my friends and family know where I am in this world and what experiences I have had that I feel is worthy enough to share. Oh, also probably to let people know that I am alive.

Lastly, I truly hope that people following this blog get at least a tenth of the feeling I get when I read about other traveler's journeys. If a story I have or even just a description of a place or culture gives you a small idea for an adventure of your own or it gives the extra push you need to follow through with one (cough, cough, dad), then I would think this is all worth it right there.

I also don't like to proofread my own writing and I often end things abruptly without a good closing sentence.

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