Cold Feet... the damp.

*sigh* so the other day I was thinking about England and how much I miss the UK over all. It has been cloudy and wet here for the last week with that chilly cold that makes you just want to get a cup of tea. I was remembering my early mornings in N. Ireland last summer... walking downstairs in the chilly house to the kitchen. I'd make myself a cup of tea and lean up against the Aga oven, often grabbing a shortbread biscuit as I stepped outside to sit in the Garden. Lenore's garden was so pretty with the green grass and the flowers, if it was rainy and cold outside, I could always sit on the bench at the window and look out and hear the birds singing.

Even when i was in England in February, it was all green with a huge amount of birds! I loved sitting by the window eating breakfast and looking out over the mist and clouds and the pond.
A huge part of me aches to go back there again - I found out about a camp that runs there, and there's a hope that I might be able to get involved one day!!!! Or maybe I'll just scrap thoughts of getting a job and move there... but then, of course, the ideas of Mexico aren't that far away either. I think I just have the travelling bug.

The guy who gives me a ride to work every day was showing me pictures of him and his wife from when they were my age and all the adventures they had... it made me want to live life to the fullest while I have very little to tie me down. We're all so bent on getting a job and an education, but part of me just wants to experience places and adventures before I have debt and responsibilities! Maybe I'm childish!!

I guess we'll see where I end up. Life has been very taxing and tiring these days to say the least! My friend from Mexico is flying in on Friday and it's going to be fun to show her the sights of "canada"!!!! Woo-hoo!
Until then, I shall need to go dig up a pair of slippers and drink a cup of tea and dream again of going back to visit my family in the UK!