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By Lucy I’m moving up the dates of my posts so I can get back to posting them closer to the days they actually happened! The bruises from my bike trip are finally healing. Having Saturday and Sunday off seems incredibly luxurious. Especially having just had Thursday off. I still wake up with my alarm…
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By Lucy I’m starting to look forward to being back in Canada. Which may come as a surprise to some, because I’ve had more than one person comment that I seem to be avoiding coming back. It’s not true, I’m not avoiding coming back or dreading coming back. I am looking forward to driving my…
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By Lucy I wasn’t sure how it would feel coming back here. If it was nostalgia, if I would have grown to dislike it, or if it would feel like coming home. To be honest, it was a little anti-climatic. It felt surreal to be back, but also completely natural and a non-event. As if…
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By Lucy Excitement! This is my 100th post! As I thought, the alarm my Dutch roommate set woke me up at 7:30, but I wasn’t overly bothered. I had fallen asleep easily the night before and slept well, and was mostly caught up on my rest. I pretended to be asleep while he dressed and…
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By Lucy Note; some of the situations in the forthcoming posts may seem concerning, but I am writing this safe and sound back at Simo’s place! I don’t sleep well again. The fan is loud, but it’s too hot to sleep without it. The bed isn’t great, but the blankets are awful. I’m probably sore…
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By Lucy Thursday started like any other day. By that, I mean Nichola woke me up for the final time. It wasn’t even her alarm this time, it was her puttering around the room as she packed for a big hike. Granted, it was 8 and I should start to get ready, but I had…
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By Lucy The wine was a mistake. Which is a curious feeling in itself. There’s been lots of scenarios where I had alcohol and shouldn’t have, or when I was just drinking out of habit, and I thought that I shouldn’t have without really feeling it. But this time, even though nothing exciting happened, I…
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By Lucy Ok, I am officially over this. I wouldn’t necessarily feel the same if I were staying for the whole year or two. Now that it’s less than 3 months since I leave, and knowing I’m probably gonna be broke until March, I’m tired of trying to do the budget gymnastics. The first thing…
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By Lucy My history of walking is long and complicated. Just for giggles, we can go back to before I could walk. Most kids learn to crawl; I rolled. I’d lay on my side and roll around like I was rolling down a hill. Usually firstborns take the longest to learn to walk and each…
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By Lucy One thing I forgot to add in my last post; I dropped one of my gloves on the hot exhaust for the bike and burned a big hole in it. Oops! I wake with a start in the middle of the night. This room doesn’t look familiar, it’s too dark, I can’t see!…
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