... blog from South Africa. My god, I never thought it would get here so quickly. I'm leaving (on a jet plane la la laaaa) for London on Sunday - bussing it to Cape Town on Friday for a La Med night and Warrenski and Acid's reunion party (too cool for school!) and a last Primi Piatti breakfast with my favourite aunt and uncle.
Saying goodbye to Laurika was hard; I only really realised yesterday, as she left, just how bearable she's made this whole experience. I love hanging with her - just know she'd be a hit with the meskanky crew - but sadly she applied for her visa a few weeks after me, when the UK decided to clamp down on all things foreign, and hers is just taking a little longer. Baby steps - it's going to happen for her, it's just a matter of when.
So. Money converted, bedroom packed (well, almost), favourite meals requested; it's time to move on.
On the less frightening side of things, my sister arrives on Wednesday with hubby and babe in tow, and Friday marks the first birthday of my first nephew. Much cake to be squished!
And on the birthday note, happy 25th Warren! Have a fantastic day, celebrations this weekend! Cake squishing, not so much?
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