2 days to go

It’s Friday morning, August 2, 7 a.m. ET. Two days from wheels up in Land’s End. Our adventure has started in an unexpected way: a text message from United sent at 2:44 a.m. and read by me at 4 a.m., letting me know that our 8:30 a.m. flight to London was cancelled due to a “technical issue.” After some frantic scrambling, we devised a Plan B: A flight from Newark to Los Angeles, a short layover and then a redeye flight from Los Angeles to London. Sounds crazy, I know, but believe me, it was the only way to get to England in time to start our trip with the group on Sunday morning. Instead of arriving in London tonight and sleeping in a cozy hotel, we’ll be arriving Saturday morning and rushing to Paddington Station to get the 10:03 a.m. train to Penzance (a 5-hour trip). Oh, the kicker: our seats on both legs of the flight are middle seats in the last row of the plane, just in front of the bathroom. Yay.

Flying west to go east