After weeks of mixed emotions – excitement to the point of giddiness, nervous to scared shitless, and tired to sheer exhaustion – the moment we hit the airport we were in auto-mode. The eye of the storm. Sandwiched between the hectic preparations and the anticipated frenzy of streets of Mumbai. The calm within us was matched in the nearly deserted terminal. We had our pick of seats in which to wait for our boarding call. To occupy the time we ordered drinks and fish tacos with ease from tablets situated on each table (quite cool and very quick).
The flight itself was fairly uneventful – a wee bit of turbulence, a couple movies, and small bit of slumber. And just like that, we were in London, the first spot on our adventure.