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This is so awesome! Im excited to do more!

This is so awesome! Im excited to do more!

Sweeet this is so cool! Excited for the next batch!

Sweeet this is so cool! Excited for the next batch!

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is so cool! I
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cant wait for the next batch!

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Thanksgiving Leftovers- Turkey Fried Rice and Spring Rolls. 

Thanksgiving Leftovers- Turkey Fried Rice and Spring Rolls. 

Thanksgiving in London

Thanksgiving in London

Playing on Dani’s new iPad

Playing on Dani’s new iPad

It had all been going so well until this moment.  According to the GPS our destination did not exist.  He got frustrated and pulled to the side of the gravel road.
 I offered, “Maybe, turn right?” It was a weak attempt at distracting him from the fact that I was not bothered by this detour.  I was already lost in the rolling hills,the farm animals, and the unlikely October sunshine.  He lit a cigarette and wiped the sweat off his forehead. I suddenly felt the suffocating heat inside the un-air-conditioned car, and remembered we were thirty minutes late.  ”Here, let me take the map, you drive, I’ll instruct.”  He looked at me, with unconvinced eyes, but took a deep breath and drove.  The road got frighteningly narrow as we sped up the hill.  The scenery was out of a story book.  At the base we entered a cave of trees, and took relief in the cool shade that it brought.  A bit further and the sun crept back out at us.  Perfectly trimmed, bright green shrubbery to either side of this road, barely big enough for our volkswagon, hid us from the countryside, but allowed us the appreciate the clear blue afternoon sky, that we often don’t see in London. A bit of excitement and fear tore through my stomach as we went around each tight turn; not knowing what was coming at us, but driving too fast, nonetheless. As we reached the top of the hill the I rolled down my window and took a deep breath of the fresh Welsh air.  The farms, the cottages, and the sheep looked like perfect little plastic toys. And the multiple shades of green exuded a feeling of life… 

It had all been going so well until this moment.  According to the GPS our destination did not exist.  He got frustrated and pulled to the side of the gravel road.

 I offered, “Maybe, turn right?” It was a weak attempt at distracting him from the fact that I was not bothered by this detour.  I was already lost in the rolling hills,the farm animals, and the unlikely October sunshine.  He lit a cigarette and wiped the sweat off his forehead. I suddenly felt the suffocating heat inside the un-air-conditioned car, and remembered we were thirty minutes late.  ”Here, let me take the map, you drive, I’ll instruct.”  He looked at me, with unconvinced eyes, but took a deep breath and drove.  The road got frighteningly narrow as we sped up the hill.  The scenery was out of a story book.  At the base we entered a cave of trees, and took relief in the cool shade that it brought.  A bit further and the sun crept back out at us.  Perfectly trimmed, bright green shrubbery to either side of this road, barely big enough for our volkswagon, hid us from the countryside, but allowed us the appreciate the clear blue afternoon sky, that we often don’t see in London. A bit of excitement and fear tore through my stomach as we went around each tight turn; not knowing what was coming at us, but driving too fast, nonetheless. As we reached the top of the hill the I rolled down my window and took a deep breath of the fresh Welsh air.  The farms, the cottages, and the sheep looked like perfect little plastic toys. And the multiple shades of green exuded a feeling of life… 

This is so awesome! Im excited to do more!

This is so awesome! Im excited to do more!

Sweeet this is so cool! Excited for the next batch!

Sweeet this is so cool! Excited for the next batch!

Omg this 
is so cool! I
 cant wait for the next batch!

Omg this
is so cool! I
cant wait for the next batch!

Sweeet this is so cool! I cant wait for next ones!

Check it out

Sweeet this is so cool! I cant wait for next ones!

Check it out

Omg this is so interesting! Excited for more! Check it out

this is so interesting! Cant wait for next ones! Check it out
Thanksgiving Leftovers- Turkey Fried Rice and Spring Rolls. 

Thanksgiving Leftovers- Turkey Fried Rice and Spring Rolls. 

Thanksgiving in London

Thanksgiving in London

Playing on Dani’s new iPad

Playing on Dani’s new iPad

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It had all been going so well until this moment.  According to the GPS our destination did not exist.  He got frustrated and pulled to the side of the gravel road.
 I offered, “Maybe, turn right?” It was a weak attempt at distracting him from the fact that I was not bothered by this detour.  I was already lost in the rolling hills,the farm animals, and the unlikely October sunshine.  He lit a cigarette and wiped the sweat off his forehead. I suddenly felt the suffocating heat inside the un-air-conditioned car, and remembered we were thirty minutes late.  ”Here, let me take the map, you drive, I’ll instruct.”  He looked at me, with unconvinced eyes, but took a deep breath and drove.  The road got frighteningly narrow as we sped up the hill.  The scenery was out of a story book.  At the base we entered a cave of trees, and took relief in the cool shade that it brought.  A bit further and the sun crept back out at us.  Perfectly trimmed, bright green shrubbery to either side of this road, barely big enough for our volkswagon, hid us from the countryside, but allowed us the appreciate the clear blue afternoon sky, that we often don’t see in London. A bit of excitement and fear tore through my stomach as we went around each tight turn; not knowing what was coming at us, but driving too fast, nonetheless. As we reached the top of the hill the I rolled down my window and took a deep breath of the fresh Welsh air.  The farms, the cottages, and the sheep looked like perfect little plastic toys. And the multiple shades of green exuded a feeling of life… 

It had all been going so well until this moment.  According to the GPS our destination did not exist.  He got frustrated and pulled to the side of the gravel road.

 I offered, “Maybe, turn right?” It was a weak attempt at distracting him from the fact that I was not bothered by this detour.  I was already lost in the rolling hills,the farm animals, and the unlikely October sunshine.  He lit a cigarette and wiped the sweat off his forehead. I suddenly felt the suffocating heat inside the un-air-conditioned car, and remembered we were thirty minutes late.  ”Here, let me take the map, you drive, I’ll instruct.”  He looked at me, with unconvinced eyes, but took a deep breath and drove.  The road got frighteningly narrow as we sped up the hill.  The scenery was out of a story book.  At the base we entered a cave of trees, and took relief in the cool shade that it brought.  A bit further and the sun crept back out at us.  Perfectly trimmed, bright green shrubbery to either side of this road, barely big enough for our volkswagon, hid us from the countryside, but allowed us the appreciate the clear blue afternoon sky, that we often don’t see in London. A bit of excitement and fear tore through my stomach as we went around each tight turn; not knowing what was coming at us, but driving too fast, nonetheless. As we reached the top of the hill the I rolled down my window and took a deep breath of the fresh Welsh air.  The farms, the cottages, and the sheep looked like perfect little plastic toys. And the multiple shades of green exuded a feeling of life… 

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