I was born with a great imagination, and as I was flying over the North Atlantic one week ago on my way to Britain, I thought my mind’s eye had a pretty good idea what this trip would be like.
Suffice to say, I had no clue. This experience has been more than anything I possibly could have dreamed for myself.
I don’t even know where to begin. My editor would say to start with the most important thing, but even that advice is difficult just now because there are so many stories trying to jump through my fingertips to the keyboard.