The one where our flight gets cancelled

So...a lot has happened in the last twenty four hours, the most significant being driving the red rover, that has been in our family for many many years, for the last time as it is soon to be disected for its parts...very emotional, but the best of which was returning from a lovely pub lunch with the girls, oblivious of the fact that the flight we were supposed to be on in just over twelve hours time was cancelled. Gooooooooooooooooood, cracking start!! But with the help of dad, and spending three long hours in STA, we have managed to book ourselves on to a flight at 3.15pm ,however, this means that my athletics career will be back on when we both run hectically around L.A airport, hoping not to miss our connection flight on to Fiji but I am sure you will be updated of whether this is achieved or not within time.

Despite this hiccup, as the snow starts to fall, we must stay positive, and with my life for the next five months packed away in my rucksack, I am pretty much ready to go, and it is hard to contain my excitement of what the next five months will bring.

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