Where the Wild Things Are.

I have a poster up in my shoe-box sized room of the movie adaptation of "Where the wild things are". I honestly can't remember what the book is about but I remember my Anty Kate telling me it was her favourtie book as a child so I put it up there to remind me of back home.

I've been working crazy hours this week. It feels good when I get my payslip though, but last night at work I really had to keep saying to myself, Europe next year, Europe next year over and over in my head.

This morning I forced myself out of bed at 8.30 because I've been oversleeping on my days off. I went to the gym and then swam at the staff pool and it was a good reminder of why I came up here and how much I do love it.

7 DAYS.