It's Monday tomorrow and then it'll be Tuesday and then Wednesday and before I know it it'll be Thursday and then Friday and I'll be flying to London. Well, now you know the names and order of the days of the week. You're welcome. Bonne nuit.
Sunday, 29 September 2013
I have a few, err, logistical problems. Number 1: rumor has it I need a yellow fever injection (?), where the flopping heck do I get one of them in Mallorca? Problem 2: I apparently need one blank page in my passport for every country we're visiting: I don't hez. Travel insurance? Nope. Errr. Oh, the biggest problem... I have a pile of STUFF the size of, I donno, a MOUNTAIN (or something else REALLY huge) and I have a backpack the size of something that is NOT huge. Seriously. I have a stack of cooking books, loads of useless stuff like mini espresso makers and pretty ceramic limoncello bottles that I can't part with and the clothes, oh my god, so many clothes. I can't be lugging all this around with me in Kenya, that would be ridiculous and I'd be that girl that I normally roll my eyes at and judge for bringing so much stuff as I smugly sit there with my trusty old backpack (is smugly a word? It looks funny). I'm going to have to think of Plan B.
