To Heathrow!

     Our overseas airplane had a middle section of four seats that looked like death to sit in, and then two outter sections with only two seats in them each.  Dale and I had an entire little love seat area to ourselves!  Kutos to Delta for laying out pillows and blankets on each person's seat at the beginning of the long flight, and not only continuing to have free TV, but free wifi AND free new release and not-yet-released movies.  I watched the King's Speech again--which I LOVED the first time, and still adored the second. 
      Dale and I read 20 pages from a book we'd intended to read 100's of pages from on the flight, but he was so excited for each step: staring out the window to see the plane start to move toward the runway (he did this for about 20 minutes as we weren't yet moving, but he wanted to be in the moment), taxiing out onto the runway, waiting for our turn on the runway, and finally taking off.  It was exhilerating to know that this event we'd looked forward to for over half a year was now coming about.  We were in the air, over the Atlantic!