successfully changing living arrangements...
Onnn Sunday night, when i will go to London. Yes, on Monday I am going to the Tower of London and Westminster Abbey. I SO can't wait...
So, more postcards on the way!
: D

Four Days and Counting...
Four days until I jump on a plane to South Africa. I can't wait to go... except that somehow I'm going to London for two days (sunday and monday) and am really nervous about getting there. With all my luggage and not having ANY clue as to where I'm going. Nick, on the other hand, spent a good twenty minutes telling me everything five or six times. I understand I'm not a complete idiot...
Ugh. Today I'm really tired. We watched the Princess Diaries last night, and while I love the movie (the last scene made me all full of sighs) I probably should have gone to bed instead.
Plymouth
Plymouth was a hole (at least, where i was). On the side of the church someone had painted "this is a devil's house" which amused me greatly. The inside was nice, and the hotel was great. i love having my own hotel room. Today i go and get to be escorted around by 17 year old girls...and then...sleep. I hate being this tired...but i guess i can't help it. Who knows. Maybe i'll take lunch downstairs today...
I love the UK countryside. It's so picturesque, and so different from anything i know. : ) It was gloriously sunny on our days to and from Plymouth, so i got to see so MUCH...(including this guy who is sitting on top of the Tamar bridge protesting something or other) But yeah. Plymout was slummy. Then again, all i got to see was a church, bowling alley and a bar. So it's not like I've 'done it all' and people tell me it's got some 'posh' areas.
Teenagers here are saying the word 'lush'. Like "that's so lush" = "that's so great". I don't know if i like the word all that much...
huh.
Anyhow, enough for now.
ta

more tea?
I think I've averaged about four cups a day since i left vancouver. Caffenated, decaf.. as long as it's hot and full of milk and sugar I'm happy. When i come home I will never stop DRINKING tea. The one bonus: it's better than my coffee habit - healthier. Plus it can be a social drink or a lonely, home for a quiet evening of Moulin Rouge and popcorn. Oh how i miss movies.
And once again
I find myself having been moved into yet another house. This one is nice, it's fun and I am very, very glad to be here. I'm so lucky to have found so many people willing to take me in...they have four kids, and the eldest is Lisa's age. I've somehow managed, however, to perfect the art of slipping into people's lives...and just fitting in. Something I'd never had to DO before.
Minor reflections on major changes
I've been mentally debating sending an email to Rob. I haven't, yet, because i find myself not knowing what to say. I mean, i know what i WANT to say, but i don't know what I'm justified in feeling. I'm happy for him...yet I'm annoyed that nobody could TELL me. I Mean, I had to find out from Christa. Which sort of...irritated me. Last night i knew what i wanted to say. Today i don't.
Then again, i don't even know who READS this, so...whatever. bah.
I should have a mailing address for SA by early next week. I'll email it out on my next 'en masse' email (which will be composed and sent out at some point next week), or if you have a REAL reason as to why you need it, I'll get it to you PRIORITY.
-->you know that they don't have ketchup chips here? People: I'm DYING.
I miss my junk food : (
anyhow. Until next time...
ta