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Sorry for the delay with this blog.... i've been too busy partying to update you all.... it's non stop!
So re-cap - i'm currently in Ringoes, NJ (New Jersey) about 30 minutes outside of Princeton staying with the Wilkinson family, they're an awesome family, and they are non-stop, always on the go, they're incredibly busy people! But i'm loving spending time here!
1). - PARTY PARTY PARTY
Since i've been here.. wow just looked ...
... I gave her a small smile as I walked past and looked around in CVS for anything I could give her to maybe brighten her day a litle. Didn't see anything, so I figured I would give her one of my mala prayer beads as I passed. She wasn't there when I left, so I hope she finds some peace.
The last school of the day was an autistic learning center. This place was amazing...they've been existing in basements of ...
I have had a brilliant day today, visiting a large (well, large for them, approx 600 bed (NUH is around 1500) teaching hospital in the same "health system" as yesterday's hospital. Their "health systems" are similar to our Trusts, but don't always have such strong links between hospitals. I won't bore you with the ins and outs of what I learnt (although, for me, I learnt some really great stuff, which I'm geekily so excited about implementing in the UK)!
... to them, so I resisted the urge.
After the first 30 or so horse and traps that I had to pass really slowly, so as not to frighten the horse, I was sooo over the Amish. lol.
Rest of the drive was really relaxing. Arrived at a very old hotel called Lambertville House. The room had a four poster bed and a balcony over looking the main street (which you were not allowed to bloody smoke on!!!) The room was called The ...
... word that anyone can evoke to skip the exit and get back onto the freeway. "Bates Motel"... Because that was truly a scary exit.
The road seemed to have a speed bump every 20 feet and especially at the over crossings. These bumps jarred the coach so much that stuff that normally survives the first few minutes of movement came crashing down. Susan had to keep telling me to breathe as I tended to hold my breath.
And it ...