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The rainy season has finally come to Mombasa, it has been pouring rain ALL week, I got soaked going to work today, though somehow everyone around Vicky and myself seemed more or less dry. I think the Kenyan's have a keeping dry secret they are not sharing! So I spent all today in wet clothes, it wasn't too bad, a bit cold - at first I didn't even recognise the feeling, feeling cold hasn't happened to me since... well since Melbourne. Way weird. Its nice sleeping at night though - much, much cooler.
Did I just talk about the weather for a paragraph?! I must be getting boring. Or I just really have nothing to day. How can I be in another country and have nothing to say? Okay, I have got things to say, I'm sure of it.
It's weird to think I've only got a week left in Mombasa, at the beginning it felt like it was never ending trip, but now the weeks seemed to have flwon by. Except for this week - is it STILL Wednesday? Gosh how can I want this week to end and never end at the same time? I'm going to miss Bee Hive and the kids SO much! I've become so hopelessly attacted I just don't want to leave them. But I'm so eager to get to Turkey to see mum and dad, I can't wait to get home and sleep in my own bed, use my own bathroom! Gosh I miss my bathroom so much!
Okay I'm sure I started on one track and went completely on another - my mind is compeltly scrabbled - not that taht is much different from normal - I blame lack of internet and extreme photoshop withdrawals. I miss making icons!
Okay I've crapped on for long enough, I really do have nothing to say. I think I need some... soemthing. Sugar maybe. Or Fanfiction. Yum! Fanfiction. You know when I get back to Melbourne I'm going to be in need of reccs - I would have missed THREE MONTHS of new fanfic! It's tragic!
Okay, I'm going to hunt down some sugar. or possibly a lion. Whichever comes first.
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Are you having fun in Turkey? Do they have nice beaches there? Do they have good quality Turkish bread? Tess and I were talking this morning about whether they had lots of really yummy Turkish bread. Is it perpetually fresh? Do you smell it and other delicious Turkish food whever you go? What's your hotel like? Do you have your own room? Do you have a tv? If you do, does it show stuff in English, or just Turkish? Oh, can you speak any Turkish? I only know "Merhaba nassessen" which means "hey, how's it going?" and "benin arkadashun yok dur" (not sure about the spelling) which means "I have no friends". My friend Pez taught me this in year nine.
Yay, you've started The Time Traveller's Wife! Do you like it so far? ARE YOU ENJOYING ALL THE AUSTRALIAN CHOCOLATE??? But yeah, I guess it would have been sad to leave Mombasa. When we left our host families in France, me and Cress seriously cried for half an hour on the train. I was so devastated. Even thinkinga bout it now makes me want to cry for some reason. It just becomes such a way of life and then you're like "oh my God, I'm never going to wake up in the morning with this life in front of me!" and it's sad. Or that's how it was for me, anyway.
Hmm... well, I basically just read all the fics at veronicamarsfic that are Logan/Veronica. I can't remember which were good or bad! I'll try to make a bit of a list. I LOVE VERONICA MARS SO MUCH!