Fair Warning

I thought about titling this post "Great Expectations", you know, to add some literary flavor. But, I thought such a grand title might be setting readers up for disappointment. Basically I just wanted to let you know what you're getting into by reading this blog. Thus:

What to Expect From There And Back Again:

1. The Ramblings of Audrey (Often lengthy, thus I will try and keep them to a minimum, but I make no promises)
2. The Humor of Audrey (Well, I think things are funny, but that doesn't mean they actually are, so bear with me there.) (Also high levels of sarcasm, I will attempt to label it at first, but after that you'll be on your own.) 
3. The Reminisces of Audrey (Yep, things will probably take me back to the days of my youth. Deal with it.)
4. The Opinions of Audrey (Because obviously my opinions are always right. *sarcasm*)
5. The Adventures of Audrey (London.) (Obviously, what else did you think this blog was going to be about?) (This one's pretty much all-encompassing. 1-4 are all under this umbrella.)

So in the course of this blog, there is sure to be comedy (my life is pretty much a comedy of errors anyway-and I like it that way), sentimentality, and, most importantly, adventure. Basically, this is supposed to be enjoyable to read, as well as being informative on the doings of Audrey while she's out of the country. If it's not, I've failed. (That sounded dramatic.) Anyway, more to come in the next few days as it gets closer.

Setting the Scene...more or less...

The awkward thing about blogging is that it's tricky to know where exactly to begin. And I guess it's kind of a hole I dug for myself, because there's so much to tell, but it's taken me this long to actually post something. But, in my defense, I didn't want to start too soon and bore everyone to tears before the actually adventure began. Still, a certain amount of preparation of the reader is required. Enter, Necessary Background Information.

So it goes like this; nine days from now, I will be on a plane bound for Great Britain. Or, more precisely, London. And soon after that, I will begin three weeks of being an enrolled student at King's College, taking a course titled "Jane Austen's England". Pinch me. To be honest, it hasn't really sunk in yet; it still feels like a state of un-reality. Even then, my enthusiasm and excitement level is still through the roof (My family can vouch for that, they're the ones who have been forced to listen to my endless babbling about England, London, authors from said city, books by said authors, etc. Bless their hearts.) . 

But perhaps more important is how this all has come about. It began quite a while ago, back in October 2013, when I got it into my head that I was going to make this happen. Although, really, it began way before that, but that's another story altogether. First and foremost in this process have been those certain people who have really made it possible for me to go to London; my grandma, and my parents. After much thought on the subject, I threw out the idea, "You know, I would really like to study abroad in London." If they questioned my sanity in those moments, they never told me. Since then, I have gotten nothing but enthusiastic support from them, as well as the rest of my family and friends.  Also since then, I have been filling out and submitting mountains of paperwork, applications, and forms, tracking down people to sign those same forms, all to prepare for this experience. And, in little over a week, it's all about to happen. I'm going to London.