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40 Days Until Wales

(39 days until Hamburg)

Plans are coming together. I spent some time today investigating cars, and the price of petrol. We may or may not need 3 tanks, but that is what I am estimating. The car itself is blow-me-away-cheap. I don't get it--it is so much more to rent a car here! The last two times I've rented a car for a week here, it cost me roughly 600 bucks. HALF that, even with exchange rates, in the UK. It is a puzzler but I definitely am not complaining. I will formalize plans for the car on Tuesday (when I can transfer the money into the account I need it to be in. Can't do that on a holiday).

We have our hotel for London, our tickets to see Derren Brown. We have reservations at the lovely Ty Rosa which is ideally situated in Cardiff for (NOT stalking JB) seeing the sites in Cardiff.

Plans include driving north to explore the Brecon Beacons.  I am craving, craving being out there in the sunshine (okay think positive, guys), becoming one with Nature and Nick.  Nick and Nature.  To get out of this place and the horrid routine that is my life (work home work home work home work work work). 

I am on edge, tense, worried about having enough money (damn exchange rates), excited about seeing Nick again, dreading saying goodbye again.  Goodbyes are so damn hard...they are impossible to describe, really.  The knowing there will be a next time, the not knowing when.  When this will be over, when we'll finally get to put an end to being so far apart, most of the time. His school, my kids. Neither can or should be put aside...but both will resolve in time.  

And time, I know, is on our side.  I'm doing all I can to be 37 not 47 except in number, and fortunately, it is working. In spades. LOL better than I ever thought, honestly.  But we're always playing this game, this waiting game...though it forces us both to learn to live for the day. We're both experts at that, though at times it gets tiring.

Anyway--so much to look forward to, we've packed alot into our time together.  Lots of plans for Wales though we're surprisingly enough leaving alot of plans up in the air still.  We want to walk along the beach, tromp around and pretend not to be Torchwood fans, lol, have a pint at a pub (okay I just gotta!), and explore Tesco's. Yes, grocery stores in other countries are really alot of fun!  German ones are far different from US ones...and the amazing Ka Da We in Berlin is, hands down, the most amazing grocery store I have ever seen in my life. EVER. 

Our time in Germany will be much more laid back.  Nick will need to work on his thesis, I'll have ballet boy and/or George/Andy to work on.  Life will be more 'normal' that week.  We'll hang out a bit in Hamburg, reminesce about that first kiss.  Have another there, methinks. Definitely. And a bagel sandwich!  Spaghetti ice cream....and of course, for me, currywurst!   Lots to love about Hamburg. 

40 days to go, 39 to Hamburg.  I am just so ready I could SCREAM!