Hmmm...

There have been a few things going on here and there, but I keep forgetting to post about them. I photographed a freak occurence last Friday and I took step by step pictures of two home made meals from this past week, but my uploading skills seem to have escaped me and you've all been left in the dark :(

I promise I will update a little more now that our internet is back up and running properly.

Also, my bf's parents gifted us 6 bottles of red and 6 bottles of white wine *squeeee* I love free booze ;)

We're going to sign the tenancy agreement for our potentially new apartment in NOVARA tonight. I'm super excited and can't wait to get the keys and start decorating etc. But first the precautionary measure of putting down cockroach poison (I shan't be caught out again!) and then the move from London. We'll be in my hometown from the 3rd of August helping out my mum, packing up our stuff, seeing old friends and eventually moving all our crap back to Italy.

It will be awesome to have my bf off work, but BOOOO!!! to the amount of stuff we have to do. I was sincerely hoping for a nice relaxing holiday, of at least 3 days this year, but it seems very unlikely now :/

Oh well. Such is life. but YAY for new apartment joy :D

Leaving on a jet plane...

Today I fly back to London. I'm nervous just thinking about it. I hate leaving my beloved... even though I'll be back next Thursday. I love having a bed to myself but I hate sleeping without him. I hate not being able to see him and I hate forgetting little things, like the way he smells, the feel of his lips of mine and the way they taste.

I'm looking forward to being back in my city more than I can express, but this strange feeling in the pit of my stomach is tainting that excitement somewhat. I guess I'm worried that flights will be delayed and I'll have an awful trip again?

In that case, I wish for only one thing, that my trips will be hassle free and on schedule, so I can enjoy my time in London and make it there and back safely.

I'm also looking forward to seing my eldest sister and her family. The eldest two are staying in London until nest weekend and her, her hubby and her youngest are flying back to Ireland tomorrow. Another reason why I hope my flight is on time, if I don't get back until 4am, the time I have with them will be ruined somewhat by my dull eyes and tired body.

I'm planning on going to the cinema, having tourist style fun in town and maybe getting myself hooked up with technology again after my laptop died a couple of months ago.

All in all it should be a good trip. And who knows, maybe by the time I get back, the bf will have found us the perfect flat in Novara so we can move out of the night storage heater we're currently living in. One can only hope!

Sawwy

Sorry to all. I've really been slacking with blogging. I've been pretty lazy all round to be honest... ok maybe that's not strictly true, but mostly true.

I went back to London for a couple of days last week. Wednesday was Republic day here in Italy, so my lovely had the day off and we lazed around for a while, then I packed and we went to the airport. For an international airport, Malpensa is not very well connected. Or staffed for that matter. My flight was delayed by three hours... they put me on an early flight, which was also delayed by three hours, but was planned to take off an hour after my original flight was scheduled to leave.

Me and the beloved bought a huge stack of home magazines (we're going to BUY an apartment here in ITALY! :D ), ate some grimy food courtesy of easyjet vouchers and I smoked many cigarettes.

The flight did not leave at 22:15. The plane didn't even land in Malpensa until 22:45. There were no airport staff around to give information and the one police officer at the internal passport control got a serious bollocking from angry Italian people. Airport staff gave out more vouchers and very limited information... our flight eventually took off at 00:15.

So Tired.

I got into London, waited half an hour for a train, then 20 minutes for a bus, laughed at drunken people getting naked in the fountains at Trafalgar square and finally made it home as the sun was coming up. I was in bed at 4:30, joined by the lovely Benji cat who was very surprised at my sudden and strangely timed presence, but couldn't sleep for ages because I was so wired from the awful trip.

Walking back to my Mum's house and the sun is rising.

I got about 3 hours of sleep and then spent most of the morning opening my post.

POST! :D

I spent Thursday talking to my mum, sunbathing and being tired. I spent Friday shopping, attempting to pack, eating Chinese take away and being guilted by the cat who knew I was leaving again when he saw me get out suitcases.

I got about 3 hours sleep on Friday night and left at 4:30 to get my early flight back to Malpensa. Luckily this one wasn't delayed and I got back to Cameri without a hitch. Apart from the old man who tried to come on to me at Novara train station. Oh and getting fleeced at an airport bureau de change.

We went to Milano on Saturday, it was my beloved's first time there, we met up with one of his workmates and his wife who gave us a tour, treated us to EIGHT EURO soft drinks at a bar with views of the Duomo and spent the whole day decidedly uncomfortable because it was at least 30 degrees and severely humid.

I forgot to bring my camera, so no pictures form Saturday, but I do have a couple from earlier in the week.

Castello Sforzesco - Piazza Castello


It's a fantastic Castle.


With pretty couryards, art exhibitions and the huge Parco Sempione.

I promise to update more often. My internet time is limited, but I'm thinking of shelling out for an internet key of my very own... but I also need to either get my laptop fixed, or get a new one. Decisions, decisions.

I hope you all had lovely weekends and that they were overall, somewhat better that mine :)