I got a great start to my world traveling today with a dry run to the airport. I got my bags all packed and walked out of my flat around 3:30 pm. Everything went smoothly, I caught the train and got to the airport safe and sound, where a helpful Ryanair employee correctly informed me that my flight is tomorrow, so I happily came back to Queen Mary to await my departure on my flight to Italy tomorrow.
In case my sarcasm has successfully disguised my stupidity, I went to the airport today thinking I would be flying to Venice, but my flight isn’t until tomorrow. Whoops! I feel good though, the trip wouldn’t have been authentically mine if it hadn’t started off with a goofy mistake. So...guess I'll fold laundry for another seventeen hours or so until my flight....
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