Run up to the GO-GO.

Being back at home was the most amazing feeling after having been away for 5 months.
Sometimes you just need mama's cookin', papa's jokes and your old wardrobe full of your old clothes again.

Gettin' back to these cheeky chappies sure did put a smile on my face i can tell you!

However, 2 weeks isn't all too long and before i knew it i was a whole turkey fatter, alot of money lighter and packing 2 meagre suitcases for the next 6 months of my life.....in Chile.

A wonderful leaving din dins send off catered by MYSELF was the perfect way to say goodbye AND GOOD RIDDANCE to all the people i would be missing.
Cooking ALL that day and the day before also kept my mind off it all a bit. After all, Paris was a doddle, this would be too.

So, the next day i headed to Heathrow with Mac and my mum in the car.
After a teary farewell, i got on my first flight- to Paris, and then caught a connection to Santiago.

16 hours later.....

I had arrived.
9.45 am and already 26 degrees outside and sun, sun, sun.

It's weird going from one place to the next like i have recently.
London, Edinburgh, Paris, home, Santiago.
I had completely forgotten how lonely i felt in my first week in Paris, with no one there i knew and living all alone in my apartment before Annie arrived.
Suddenly im back in the same situation, but on the other side of he world, with no one i know and no idea where anything is, only this time........ i can also barely speak the language!

BUT i can't wait to discover a whole new city again and wander around and find random shops and cafés that can become my favourites and travel on weekends and make cool new friends cos im cool like that.

AND i cant WAIT to NOT be jetlagged/ sleep deprived/ coldified.

Paris was amazing.
The GO-GO will be too.

Language course on Monday,
Work starts on 17th.