New years 2003
It’s less than two weeks now before I leave and I’m so excited trying to think of all I need to organise before I set off. Almost everytime I go somewhere I spend the first 30 mins of the journey remembering all the things I’ve forgotten ‘cause I packed in 5 mins with a hangover. I went to Brussels for a week before Christmas for some much needed chillaxation with Julie, Peiter and Natan. We watched kids movies, drank Baileys and played with Natan, it was bliss.
Christmas was really nice here at home, the whole Family were around, James made it back from Jersey just a couple of days before. I wonder where I’ll be next Christmas, my first ever away from my family!
For new years I went to Courtmacsharry near to Clonakilty with all the lads. We had two houses and there were about 30 of us there on New Years eve. I decided to stay the whole week ‘cause I didn’t have to go back for work or anything. It was one of those magical weeks that was made up of moments that I’ll laugh out loud about when I’m sitting alone on a bus someday. West Cork is so beautiful, if I had already started my travels (which I suppose in a way I have) I’d be writing home about how words can’t even begin to describe it. There were green fields and old granite ruins . The light was bright orange in the evening time which made every blink of an eye a Kodak moment but that’s nothing compared to the people who were there. Everyone got on so well and we continued on the tradition of the game ‘you’ll drink’ on New years day, this time with Jenga, the tears were rolling down my face with laughter. It’s nice to know that I don’t have to travel around the world to meet great people and see great places but I think I’ll see what I can find anyway.