Confession time: the last time that I called my family was months ago. As in, not since before I wrote my most recent blog post. And not since I left Canada.
Yes, we chat via email (though my emails come decidedly less often than Kevin’s). Still, no calls. Sorry family!!!
Anyways, Kevin and I have been in Portugal this whole time, but on Friday I flew to London and took a taxi down the Canterbury. Why? To visit my Nana Ev, who’s on holidays here for a few months!
I’m here in Canterbury right now, and last night we called my parents on FaceTime, and were lucky enough to see my youngest brother and our dearest cat as well!
Here’s the photo evidence:
We talked for about an hour, and I caught them up on all our various goings-on. I’ll write more about this later, but suffice to say that Kevin’s road to recovery will be long. We’re going to be in Portugal through the end of March and possibly beyond. What are we doing after that? I honestly have no idea. Which is both terrifying and liberating at the same time.
So, for now I’m in Canterbury, enjoying some wonderful one-on-one time with my grandmother.
Yesterday we went to Bletchley Park, and today we’re going to Sunday Mass at Canterbury Cathedral.
I’m taking lots of photos and will have lots more to write in the coming days (and Kevin has taken a ton of photos in Portugal that I’ll be share soon as well. My major blogging backlog will soon be resolved!)
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