Routine, or not

So i have been back for 12 days.

I am really enjoying my bed. Its a pillow top and i missed it every night i was gone, i lie there at night and think, wow, this is great bed. My parents slept in it a few times when i was gone, their room got a new roof and a new wall and some new paint. Both of them are trying to bribe me to trade them beds. permanently. For-get-it.

The cats know i am back and crowd around the door with a lok that says HOLD ME!

Its great living back at home, i get to spend lots of time with ma and pa, but the social life suffers since its a bit far to drive into the city every night. Gas isn't so cheap when you dont have a job.

I have started, kind of, looking for a job, and looking a bit more for an apartment, but not in edmonton. Calgary seems to be the next stop in my life. spend some time close to the rockies, and hopeully in them a bit more.

i have done nothing about my pictures, but hope to get some posted and developed soon enough.

and i bought a tree.

Norfolk Pine. about 2 - 3 feet tall. its so cute

home again

ok, its official, I am home

i slept [ for a few hours anyways] i my own bed again, now its 6 am and i am awake, hope its not a repeat of way there, crazy jetlag

my cats are huge, GyNORMOUS its sick

and i already had some Tim Hortons! mmmm

wings are definatly on the list of things to do

standing in the customs line at the Vancouver airport, waiting to go through, i am in the ' Canadians residents' line and i don't know where the people in front of me were living but they we complaining about the food being shit [ i would imagine Tunisia is where they could have been]

and they were talking about where they missed, WHITESPOT for a burger [ not red robin unfortunately] and WINGS
and as soon as they said wings like 5 or 6 other people in line joined in, ohhh yea, wings i miss wings

so Canada, i think we have another thing to add to our be proud list, you just can't get wings like here, we know our wings

back in london

after spending the night in the london airport all is well, i will be soon be on the bus to the next airport to catch my flight!

internet here..... like giving your blood for time!


talk soon

Thursday

that means tommorrow is friday, the day on which i begin my journey home.

tomorrow night i fly out of Barcelona into london friday night

london to vancouver saturday afternoon

vancouver to edmonton saturday evening


and i will be home at some time in the late evening on saturday dec 10, after what feels like ages

i have heard that my favorite feline has gotten very big with fat hair, so i will be happy to pick his lard ass up

i am looking forward to the treats i have sent home, which if they have arrived better have remained SEALED as they ar not addressed to anyone but MYSELF

oh and i sent a load of postacrds from Tunisia, but have a feeling that the lady mis understood me and that there is not enough postage on them, so if you get them, great, if not, i spent some money one NOTHING grrrr and they were sweet postcards too, so i hope they arrive

anyways

home tommorrow and saturday in my own bed, weird

john is already crying inside , probably for joy, hahah

some one warn me on the weather that i have to come home to?:::

Barcelona 1992

I am here in Barcelona, the site for the 1992 Olympic Games.

i have not seen anything that would let you know it, except i heard about the man made beach that they did for the games, apperantly there was no beach in the city before.

spent a good few days in Italy, saw quite alot of cities considering the time i was there,

only a few more days left before i fly to london to begin my journey home,

its strange, feels like i have been gone for a long long time, will be weird to be home
defianltly looking forward to ´home` but it will be sad to leave all the same

Tunisia

me on camel, me watering camel



me petting Rex(el capitan)


i was on the peak, yes peak of both of those

where we stayed with new hats





above, looks i get from local women and a few men working, old schoolers

beside is an old collesuem, excellent place

Ireland pictures

a few favorites from ireland
Ill post more later, but here are some gooders

I was trying to be a sheep paparrazzi, i think i did good, and no i am not defying gravity, i just didnt turn the picture

and the little silver car, is the one we were driving for our time, cute huh?

Italia!

so here is a little update, i think in the next day i will be able to writea long oneand get a fewpics up but for right now

Malta WAS GREAT,
Genova was beautiful,
Pisa was crooked
Florence was amazing

and now i am in the middle of the mountains picking olives off of trees by whacking the trees with long pieces of bamboo, in the rain, with gorgeous mists over the mountains

hows the prairies?

definatly more in the near future, perhaps even tonight, pics to come also!