Trip Start Sep 28, 2011
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The island is coming out to play. Loud (terrible) music reaches my ears from all sides, but I am confined to my room. As much as I would like to go out, it would be a really bad idea, and at the moment I'm struggling to reach the water bottle at the side of the bed.
It dawns on me too that this is the 5th of November. Thoughts spring to home and all I have left behind. I love bonfire night. It was always an indication that Christmas was on its way, and cued images of roaring fires, winter coats and woolly jumpers. It was always a very special time, particularly if you had someone special to share it with.
For the first time, I start to feel the pang of homesickness. There is so much we take for granted back in the UK, yet we complain about things endlessly. If I ever do return I will know which side my bread is buttered on. I'm not sure how I'm going to take a Christmas in warm weather, missing those cold mornings and frosty breath, but its certainly going to be an experience nonetheless.