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... and the first thing I had… A celebratory dart. What made the trip to Spain all the more special, was the reason why I went there in the first place. To visit a friend. Emma.
We met at Camp Starlight back in 2012 in the USA, and although that summer we may not have spent as much time together as we would have liked to on reflection, our friendship has grown from strength to strength since leaving. At times, she has been my rock. An outlet for me to ...
... used to be heated by coal he explained why the old rose bushes looked so good. The soil is excellent and beneficial insects help control the insect population.
In the afternoon we visited Keukenhof one of the garden wonders of the world. For seven and a half weeks a year millions of people visit this magical park. There are 74 acres with seven million flowers and ...
... you are.) Walking round was one of those times like when we first got to Vietnam - everyone has told you that there are millions of motorbikes everywhere but you have to see it to understand. Same with bikes in Amsterdam. Beware of the bike lanes, they are often more dangerous to cross than the roads.
The canals were fantastic and look just like you imagine they would. And like the bike, they are everywhere. It's not just one or two, the whole city is canal. We walked ...
... some form of rule! Haha but not in Amsterdam. The one night we tried this weird, magical, all natural product was a night I simply cannot describe... It was just too damn funny and much more exciting in our heads hehehe We saw only a mere section of the land of the clogs and the windmills and of that I wish I could have seen more... But what we did get was an amazing, eye-opening exposure to a world I truly knew next to nothing about! ...
... the bunnies (one last time!), before eating my pizza like a zombie and crashing. When the job is done, exhaustion comes a-knockin'.
Saturday was a non-stop blur of shopping and party preparations, cleaning the house, packing and crossing off various to-do items on my endless lists. I managed to squeeze in watching the last bit of the F1 qualifying before cooking a lasagna and getting dressed for my party. A ...