Christmas Holidays
I’ve never been a fan of this time of the year, but this time I have a little something to look forward to. So, I’ve been away from home in a foreign country for at least 3 months now and the only contact I’ve had with South Africa has been through facebook & skype...until my brothers arrived. Yep, my brothers came over for the Christmas Holidays & I had a ball of a time.
When they arrived on the 17th Dec I had been awake for the past 24 hours, partially John’s fault... Walked over to the train station really early and it was bloody cold, I swear the temperatures were not normal. I don’t think my face could light up anymore then it did when I saw them walk down from the platform =) basically jumped the both of them. All they wanted to do was get out of the cold. We took it easy the 1st couple of days and they went on a major shopping spree with their holiday money while i took care of the food and survival goods needed. Also felt a bit domestic over Christmas & cooked up a full-on lunch. A first for me i must say & did all this in a dress, growing up so fast. Oh well, that will never happen again...
Met Panos as well, really cool guy! We also pulled a London trip with a whole lot of sights covered in a space of a day and a half. British Museum and Chelsea stadium included. Vasia and Panos joined us on the last day, Panos flew back to Greece the next day and the rest of us made the sad trip back to York. Well we were only there for like a day before having to pack everything up for Manchester the next day. Only spent one day in Manchester and we did the Old Trafford tour =). It was the last night my brothers were with me before having to catch their plane early the next morning. We ate like Kings that night, we went all out with starters, main and dessert =) =). Getting to the airport was the hardest thing to do, or at least i thought so, little did i know that the hardest was yet to come. The goodbye...i physically couldn’t walk as soon as they got through passport control. I was stuck in the same spot for what seems like hours in physical pain as my heart was breaking all over again. Eventually got over to it & made the slow trek back to the train station to catch the train back to York. Passed through a couple of snow blizzards and rain on this journey back to my normal life, when i got to York i just decided walk back to the house in the rain rather then getting a cab.
...got to go home soon...
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