Countdown

The countdown has begun. Seven days and counting until Robin and I go down to Durbs to visit our family again! Yippeeeee! So much of happiness. Big chipped-toothed grins and all of that. I can’t wait to see our family again. To just be with them. I’ve even missed the smell in the house! And by smell I actually mean the aroma of freshly brewed cappuccino’s and bread baking. And I’ve missed having a tarred road right up to the front door. And a nicely plumbed, tiled and painted bathroom. With a light in it. Not to mention good water pressure. And all of the dogs’ noses pressed up against the glass doors eagerly awaiting our welcome home. And their treat, of course. Oh, and I’ve missed a permanent internet connection. HOW I’VE MISSED THAT! And I’ve missed MALLS! Malls, malls, malls. With coffee shops. And bookshops. And variety. And restaurants. And listening to the radio without the hiss of static and interference. And being able to catch a movie at the cinema at a moment’s notice. And the sounds of traffic. And taxis hooting (that’s “honking” for you Americano’s). Yay! I can’t wait. Believe me, I never thought I’d miss that. But, I sure do.
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Don’t get me wrong, I am quite happy here in the middle of nowhere. The city has just regained it’s novelty for me. Seven more sleeps, then we’re on our way. Yay! It’s almost more exciting than Christmas!