I went to Morag's party, disoriented and sleep deprived. Halfway through the night everyone broke out instruments.
It was worth travelling so far just for this.
The Centre of the Universe was nice and cool on a mid-summer's day.
O, and, sitting on a plane for 15 hours after doing 2 hours of Pilates? - an interesting choice that makes moving quickly an challenging prospect.
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yay. I have been waiting (as patiently as I know how...) for the stories :)
I will put them up as I get the chance. There is plenty of intense procrastination time coming up over the next four weeks.
You still following happyceels? I put up a whole bunch of those before I left to come out bit by bit while I was a way. It was something of an offering to your patience.
I noticed that (gratefully). I was going to comment before that old stories don't quite make up for new ones, although they helped keep me amused :)
The real question is, will I post a stash shot?
There may be an email to fill you in on that aspect of the trip...
I have been trying to decide whether to keep going after China into Madagascar, it gets a bit dark there for a while.
I certainly want to see the stash, however you choose to share it. (And waiting til I get home is just cruelty.)
I've seen the Madagascar emails recently (for a flexible definition of recently). Dark, but descriptive. I may not be your only audience though :)
Hmmmm.... cruelty :). Though, really, it's not that long :P
That's worth keeping in mind. I do keep forgetting that. I'll think about it. Maybe I can whitewash them.
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