The count down is pretty close to over; this week we fly. It seems like such a world away from the point of sitting at my kitchen table in idaho being frustrated by immigration and visa departments. Is it wrong to think my kitchen will look completely the same when i return. I feel so much like I've just stolen time but will soon be dropped back into the normal ticking. A year of difference for everyone. I'll come back a year older, stories richer and a few potatoes larger. haha [just a warning].
2 days ago i was in Rome. The tour started in Northern Ireland [to try to get a bit of my heart back... o well I guess I will just have to return] then to Berlin, Praha, Frankfurt [only for a night], Zurich, Florence and then Rome. These girls I live with teach me so much and the new addition to the flat [sir Drew- the brother] is doing the same. I never know where to start...
we saw the pope... this is not him...
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