This very day last year was when it all began, all the sleepless nights and day dreams during college exams lead up to this! Left early and headed for Cork airport. There I met with my two friends Kelly and Norrita who would be traveling with me for the summer, (the rest of our gang were flying out from Dublin). Then of course we had the awkward goodbyes with my Mum who started crying, seriously get a grip woman, but what made it even more awkward was both my friend had brought their boyfriends too and were very emotional leaving We first flew to Heathrow, London where we spent three hours running around looking for our next flight (if you’re flying through there plan ahead!) Thankfully British Airways were excellent and our painfully long flight was made slightly less agonizing, I personally watched movies for most of it! When we finally reached LAX airport we suffered what is know as “immigration” which any J1er will tell you is not an enjoyable experience. I got a 10 minute grilling from a stern looking officer who defiantly thought I was a young, innocent child who hadn’t the first clue what I was doing in the USA, and he might have been right! As for poor Kelly, she made a mistake when they were taking her finger print and the reaction she got, we thought she’d be deported immediately. All part of the learning curve I guess!