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... there after is up-in-the-air, but we'll cross that bridge when we need to! For the time being this blog can hopefully create a permanent log of my trip (I'm an awful photo taker), whilst also keeping various family members and friends up to date with my doings and reassuring them that I am okay!! I will try and keep it up to date every few days based on internet connection and how much fun I am having! See you on the other side! ...
... look after each other and open minded to whats going to come our way. Preparing to expect the unexpected. I'm not for one second expecting this to be an easy trip at all and maybe that's why I am having these overwhelming emotions, but I know the main thing is that its going to be very good for me.
Adelaide and I fly out tonight at 7:30pm with British Airways and touch down in Delhi on the 24th at 8:15am with a plan.
All the best, Love Emma. xx
... volcano, rising to a height of 1,026 m (3,366 ft) ASL. There is no recorded eruption of the volcano, and its last activity probably dates to the Holocene era. One academic report indicates activity within the last 2000 years, but it is believed that this refers to the volcano's geothermal activity.
... we want to see. Bath is high on the list still, as is a little village in Cornwall called Gunnislake (for family reasons). I'd also like to get back to the Museum of London to check out the bottom floor, and possibly the Museum of London Docklands. We haven't yet been to Kew Gardens and Palace, the Banqueting House, the Natural History Museum or the National Gallery. Or Camden, or Monument, or Covent Garden Markets, or ... Somehow, I don't think we're going to run out of things to do!
... hedging with loppers and a saw. On the second week the work got harder. Although some of it was more interesting, I found it harder to cope with it emotionally. At the beginning of the week Nick and I walked all the turkeys across the farmyard in to a pen that he'd set up near the barn. (They are a bit like sheep in that respect - if you stand behind them and wave your arms around a bit they'll all walk in the same direction.) Nick then chose the heaviest ones and I had ...