Here I go again on my own...

With hundreds of pounds of luggage!! Monday morning saw the departure of our team from Surrey Sports Complex. All but two of us were flying back to the States, so the two of us that stayed went our separate ways. I hopped on a train, two undergrounds, and another train before I finally made it to Duxford (near Cambridge), where my friend PS's mum is nice enough to allow me to stay for a few days and leave all my rugby gear!

Let's just say the trip there was nearly as much of a workout as a rugby practice. A backpack, a duffle, and then of course my massive rolly bag were my companions up and down the stairs of the underground. CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK. At one point a nice man helped me carry my bag up the stairs...not sure if he felt bad for me, or was just in a hurry and wanted me to move along faster!! Either way, I made it.

It's strange being alone after a month living with 30 teammates and coaches. I find myself alternatingly having conversations in my head with teammates that I would have been talking to and then completely enjoying the silence of solitude. Hopefully I can post pictures at some point!!