I didn’t put in any photos of the China section of the flight home because the insurmountable problem that is babies in planes is too scary of a memory. One of the first things I did when I got back into the country was see Nataliya at the beach because those were probably the two of the three things I missed the most when I was overseas. The other thing was cheap Asian food. What am I going to do with myself next year?
Steffie and I went to Waverley Cemetery such a long time ago, and most of those photos were taken on the wrong setting so they all blend into each other. It’s a hard life when you have no idea what you’re doing.
I have at least one thing due every week for the next three weeks, so it may be a while until I post again. Holidays start in a month (a whole month!), followed by some crazy packing and applying and registering and some public holidays and maybe a few hundred more birthdays of people whom I will not see for a year, so bare with me while I have no idea how I’ll fit anything anywhere and do anything for anyone including myself.
It’ll be a busy few months, and a scary few first months in Europe all alone. I’m not sure if I’m looking forward to it, but I never really look forward to anything. Things happen and I just roll with it, so here we go.
Hopefully I’ll post soon, Annie.
