Thank You, Sweet Baby Jesus

It’s 4:27 p.m. and I am on the plane to Barcelona! Finally!!! After the craziest and unluckiest travel experience of my life, I am finally on my way Spain!

Heathrow Airport should have its own map app. Navigating the terminals on your own is nearly impossible. Once I managed to find my terminal, I stopped by Zara. I spent most of the yesterday and technically the day before as well (ew) walking around the shops and noticing that no one else was donning my sweatshirt, leggings, and white converse get up. 
I picked up this dress and these shoes yesterday and immediately felt more comfortable. Not only was I avoiding the “Wow this girl is American trash” looks, but I didn’t have to wear the same smelly outfit for another day.

                                               (Here’s an awkward selfie of me in said outfit)

Now the plane is finally taking off. Hopefully the next time I come to England my time will be more enjoyable. Cheers!