I realise I didn't update after the 'Flying into the unknown' blog.

Well, I went. I went and I had a good time. I arrived at the airport shaking from adrenaline (and it was chilly which didn't help).

The bloody queue through security was the longest I'd ever seen at an airport. Typical! But I handled it. I just let it wash over me and thought it's normal to be anxious.

When the aeroplane took off I felt frightened. But I just put my head down and got on with it. Resigned to it really. I was moderately anxious the whole flight.

The afternoon after we landed was a piece of cake in comparison! In fact, I was taken a back slightly just how well I felt. I'd had no sleep and was socialising with my extended family. The next day I had a fair bit of nerves (anyone would think it was my wedding!). I was nervous about the Church, thinking 'what if I'm in the middle of a pew and can't get out' etc, or 'what if I'm sick'. I got through that too. At dinner we were seated on a predominantly Polish speaking table. It was awkward and uncomfortable but I got through that too. By the end of the night I was dancing and having fun!

The flight home was anxiety fuelled. I'd had a drink the night before too, which probably made it worse.