December 31, 2008

THE LAST DAY.
And, in typical fashion, I don't have time to read through the year and reflect properly, because I am off traipsing around some strange land where I do not belong but fit in perfectly.

Before all that, let me say - the grounds here are huge. 200 acres of beautiful rooms with 25 foot ceilings, winding paths through the gardens, outdoor showers, towels and lotion placed everywhere, candles laid out every night lining the footpaths and removed every morning. I am the poor little neglected rich girl, who runs around the property while her parents are off in another part of the (enormous) house. Like an alcoholic Heloise, peering into the (one of many) alcohol cabinets - all types of glasses for all types of drinks, and the limes! Limes as big as your fist!

More later, dinner time.

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