It has been a few weeks since I got back from my amazing holiday. But it was only today I managed to get back here and upload the rest of the photos. It took me longer than I expected, mainly because I couldn't even look at the photos without being sad that it was over. I really struggled to get back to the mindset of being back at work. It hasn't been the same ever since I got back. But that's another story.
After I got back to London, I stayed in a youth hostel over night and then went to see "my" twins. They were just adorable. I miss them so much. We went to the park and played in the sandpit and at the playground. After lunch we played in the house. Then it was time for me to leave. They told me they loved me and gave me hugs and kisses. I managed not to cry. Just.
My next stop was Coventry, where I stayed with my "adoptive" family. I was just relaxing there, we were chatting and went to the shops. On Friday night we went for a curry and on the way home we stopped at grandma's, who came home from hospital that afternoon. It was nice to see that she was ok. On Saturday I met a friend and her 4 years old daughter for lunch and they dropped me off at the train station. I was on my way back to Newcastle. When I was sitting on the train from Birmingham, it finally hit me. My holiday is over. Now it's back to reality. I wasn't happy about that...
