I have spent the last week at home, and as home is a rural island in the middle of the Pacific I decided to spare you the details and not blog about it. Then I came to my senses and realized that if you are reading my blog you are either:
A. My mother
B. Tragically bored
C. Conducting an in depth study on social awkwardness in young adults
I spent the better part of this week adjusting to the 10 hour time difference, eating all the free samples at Costco with my sister and playing with chickens. The great thing about living on Kauai is that none of these activities require trousers. Although at one point I found myself feeding the chickens in my knickers and had a very sister-wife moment. I could suddenly hear banjos being played in the background, and not even the good kind of banjos that I find inexplicably attractive, but the kind played by inbreds in bad movies (and my parents when they find me feeding the chickens in my knickers). My mum and I went shopping, which involves taking an airplane because we actually live in the middle of nowhere. I also did a fair amount of revision for the exam I have monday and avoided all direct sunlight.
No comments:
Post a Comment