Belle Vue House Hotel Reading

... br>Its going to be a a ******* Ball!!!!!
The Goodbye Party Organised and i think everything is sorted!
No more clothes to buy...maybe just a few xmas presents before i go.
And i have packed and unpacked my bag about 4 times already!

Its really bad i am just wishing the next few weeks away!!!

I'm sure i won't be sleeping for days before!!!!!

Only 553 hours to go!!!
Yippie!!!!

H.x

The title is the most awful joke in the world so blame my sisters for thinking of that and keeping it in my head!

OK so tomorrow is my big day. No im not getting married, im going away to India....to travel. As you guys already know (because i haven't stopped talking about it since April!) im starting off in Goa for 3 months doing a project teaching kids on a ...

... hall of our hotel
- Room parties (very annoying and inconsiderate)
- A certain someone continuously groping certain females, even though his girlfriend was on tour (and most of the said females loving it)
- The same certain someone continuously taking photos of girls boobs and other private parts (and the girls loving it)

Interesting Moments
- Wife-swapping
- Interesting navigation on the bus (ie remember the journey from Rome after dinner ...

We began the journey back to London. Before reaching Calais port in France, we stopped in Belgium for lunch, and to pick up some chocolate of course.

When we reached the port, it became apparent that we had just missed the ferry to Dover by less than 5 minutes and had to wait 3 hours for the next one! We were none too pleased, given the amount of time spent on a coach for the past 3 weeks. Not much ...

... A big fry with beans, mushrooms, egg and sausages. Dinner: Leg of lamb with garlic & rosemary, mash and roast spuds along with some healthy veg. Tea: Me Ma's homemade apple tart with vanilla ice-cream! Why did I go home? I did have the option to continue on up to Central America but I thought it deserved a trip of it's own some day. But of course, the main reason would be the obvious, funds were coming close to non-existent and so the ...

... and it gives me a shiver down my spine and butterflies in my stomach. Im not quite sure whether it is excitement or fear, its the kind of feeling you get when you are going up to introduce yourself to a girl you like, the thought of living entirely on your own resources without a single soul you know for thousands of miles is definately scary, all i know is its a feeling i havent felt and not run away from in a long long time and its a good one.........

... beigel bake", that I'm excited about. Not quite Tim Horton's but they don't skimp on the cream cheese so they'll be great to have handy for my bagel cravings. On Sunday I went with a friend to explore Camden Markets. The atmosphere in that part of the city is amazing. It's a great place to people watch as everyone has their own style. The stalls\shops are great and you can find some amazing things. Unfortunately, unlike other ...

... and I have to keep reminding myself that everyone else is still out there. I am, without a doubt, however, going to go back one day, if not just to see all the friends I made out there. It might be a while, and I still want to do more travelling in different parts of the world too, and of course- I need money first! But I do want to go back. I might as well take this time to let those who know me know what I've decided to do about ...

... rise city according to the pictures in the magazines on the aircraft but we never saw it. We passed through into the transit lounge upon landing and once again pleasantly surprised at the care they take of business class passengers. Lots to eat and drink. Clean toilets. Nothing was too much trouble.[ I might add here that the cabin crew were all delightfully female in business class.] We bought some Scotch in the duty free area and boarded GF3 to Heathrow about an hour later. The seats ...

... the rice sheafs with the scythe; to listen to the baby being born in the other corner of the room; to bury the old father. He doesn't run from these things. He accepts them as they are. Maybe I am wrong, but it seems to me that the more society 'advances', the more energy goes into distracting ourselves from this reality, from the cyclic nature of life and the impermanence of our individual existences. Maybe the travelling teaches one a little acceptance as well.