London: Day 1

There is something strange and wonderful about standing in an empty airport at approximately Oh My God in the morning and waiting for three people whom you have never actually met to find you and say hello. It turns your stomach into a monster made of insecurities and acid.

But then the people who up, and after a momentary, awkward pause, everyone says Hi and immediately you start talking like you’ve known each other for years. Awkwardness passes quickly and you often find magic on the other side. Or at the least an Earl Grey Cambric and a slightly sleep deprivation drunk conversation about screenwriting tropes while waiting to board the airplane.

You’ll have to forgive me if this one is short and not entirely coherent. Over the last two days, I’ve gotten approximately seven hours of sleep, and there’s something about spending six and a half hours being flung through the air in a giant metal tube that isn’t quite pressurized enough that really turns one’s brains to horrible, lumpy Cream of Wheat.

The good news is, we are in London. And not only are we in London, all of our baggage arrived intact, we made it to out of the airport all right, and we managed to acquire some amazing Indian food before I was forced to kill a hapless British pedestrian and feast upon his or her corpse a la 28 Days Later.

Seraphina, Sheri, and Carrie have made me laugh until the point of near pain already. We got to know each other over naan and chicken tikka masala, and all that nervousness I felt while waiting in the JFK airport has now gone like it never existed. I’m glad I’m here, and I’m glad I’m here with these women, because we’re going to make one hell of a team.

So yes, we are in misty, lovely London, we are together, and we have hit the ground running. Watch us go.

Rachael Acks
Executive Producer
@katsudonburi