Now for a few more details. At about 7:30, the parents and I loaded the BMW with all my stuff and drove to the Indy airport. It was book-finishing trip; quite nice. Then after a passable airport salad and a tearful goodbye, I checked in. Matt and I sat together on the flight, and it flew by, literally/metaphorically. We arrived in Chicago, got our tickets at Virgin, and went through security. It was all a breeze.
Then we started a miniature wild goose chase to find a VIP lounge since I recently got a special card for some reason from my bank. It was a great way to blow a few hours before our flight. I enjoyed free beer, espresso, finger sandwiches, and fruit. It was quite nice.
On the London flight. Wow, it was so nice. I lucked out and had two empty seats next to me. In other words, I had a bed. After watching the sequel to Harold and Kumar, I snuggled up as comfortably as possible on my three-seat bed. It worked well. I woke up, rested and ready to arrive. We landed, went through Immigration (less than ten minutes), then through customs. We decided to spend a little more money and save on comfort by taking a taxi to our hostel. Expensive, but we liked it.
Now, here's where reality sets in. All of a sudden, we felt overwhelmed (they tell you A LOT of information) and tired. We needed to decompress and rest for a bit. So, we went back to ISH, checked into our room, and after a difficult but doable push of our suitcases, we arrived at our building and took a nice nap.
Then I got up and took a shower (accidentally in the women's...oops; it sucked nonetheless). And now I'm here, in ISH's internet cafe. Tonight, Matt and I are going to have dinner and explore. No plans; just enjoying being in London. Tomorrow, we dive into the job hunt, the bank account opening, the mobile phone buying, the accommodation searching, all of that fun stuff.

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