Thinking that being two hours early, before they open, will surely have me be first in line, I arrived to find myself #16. Turns out there are some people more desperate than me waiting to get out of the country. Even so, I was pleasantly surprised how smoothly everything went. With my impending itinerary in hand, I waited less than an hour in the morning, then came back in the afternoon and voila! A shiny new passport in my hand!
Heading straight to the airport and crossing my fingers at check-in, I breezed through security and was on my flight to London without a hitch. As one of my friends told me, getting these kinds of problems out of the way first thing just means more good luck on the road ahead. That's a great way to look at it, so I'm just going to go with that.