Allá

From My Dorm:

Today I am excited.
As in, hopeful, looking forward. The least amount of homesick that I've been for the past week.
Why? you ask.
What makes tonight so different than all the other nights?
One word:
PLANS.
That's right! I have plans. Travel plans.
To Edinburgh I go! And only a few weekends away.
And next weekend I get to (hopefully) go visit my friend Sarah who goes to UEA.
And there will be a day trip to the Lake District, a day trip to Stratford upon Avon (Shakespeare's hometown) and the U of I sponsored London Weekend and let's not forget (as if I could) the all important Doctor Who Convention weekend in Cardiff!!!

I am GOING places; Which, if I think about it, is exactly what I came here to do.
To see things, to write, to read, to learn.

I called my grandmother today (it's part of my wierd homesickness where everynight now before bed I want to talk to a few family members to hear there voices and tell them I love them...it's probably one of those 'you don't know what you have til it's gone things', but suddenly telling them I love them has become very important to me)
Anyhow: I called my grandmother today, and in the background I could hear my 19 month old sister shouting in Spanish "Allá" which translates to "there" or even "over there". She was saying she wanted to go "Allá" to get the food my grandma had made but which was still too hot for her to eat.
It was a relentless cry in her lispy pout "A-llá. A-llá. A-llá!"

I understand my almost 2 year old sister. I too am anxious to go "There". There is where the food (or, fun) resides.
I am excited.
So, as a famous (and my favorite) Doctor said: Allons-y!
I am ready to go Allá, whether that be Wales, Scotland, London, or Spain.



P.S:






I TOLD YOU!!! Box of Chicken Bones!