And so...
...it's Friday morning and that means I have 5 days to go until my epic return to Engerland begins!
One night at the bro's, four nights in a tent, two nights in the Capital, two nights with a best mate, two nights for a Wedding, eleven nights at home, four nights with the other best mate and BAM, a flight back to Pescara. The End.
I am quite excited.
But returning to things that have happened recently I've been pretty busy; here, there and everywhere...I've organised a Meetup. I saw Paolo Nutini and danced my socks off practically on my own. I've had many aperitivo's with many people in different places. I've visited Scanno and swam in a lake. I rediscovered Buddy Holly. I've decided that finding a Beach club with a decent DJ is a mission. I've spoken to six people on Skype. I have eaten ice-cream at various times in the day. I've had people tell me I'm tanned, and others tell me I'm not. I've fallen asleep before midnight only once in a week. And the other day, I had a nap.
5 days!
One night at the bro's, four nights in a tent, two nights in the Capital, two nights with a best mate, two nights for a Wedding, eleven nights at home, four nights with the other best mate and BAM, a flight back to Pescara. The End.
I am quite excited.
But returning to things that have happened recently I've been pretty busy; here, there and everywhere...I've organised a Meetup. I saw Paolo Nutini and danced my socks off practically on my own. I've had many aperitivo's with many people in different places. I've visited Scanno and swam in a lake. I rediscovered Buddy Holly. I've decided that finding a Beach club with a decent DJ is a mission. I've spoken to six people on Skype. I have eaten ice-cream at various times in the day. I've had people tell me I'm tanned, and others tell me I'm not. I've fallen asleep before midnight only once in a week. And the other day, I had a nap.
5 days!
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