I am sitting in the toilet- for fear my incessant typing will wake my auntie who is sleeping in the next room – using the free internet (yes, COME HERE – I reccomend this hotel!) -cleared my emails – hoovered over facebook to get my deprived fix of cyber world contact (yes, my love-hate relationship with it, i mean I love face to face contact, but without cybworld, I won’t know EVER, Abby cut her hair or that the whole gang went to gooble up chilli crab and what not, or what Merv says(since he never wants skype), or what Dajie had to say etc) - and finally cleared my inbox after 4 hours.

3 weeks of non-cyb”world” contact – but 2 weeks (in Taize) of the real world: blue skies, rocky roads, fields of sunflowers, regular taize prayers, amazing people, but most importantly, the undescribable company I got in silence: that of God’s. Taize was an invitation, a dance, and a relationship. More later!

Just travelled London with my parents and aunty – now in Barcelona – going to MOnserrat and Sagrada tomorrow! And Las Ramblas etc.

“We are bringing the rain with us!”
“Everytime we walk out the rain falls!”
“Ah, hahaahah – fu ah fu ah fu ah”