So the first week is over and it has just flown by. I have
been making friends; Gobey has been getting minor surgery and settling into
work. Poor Gobey works 6 days a week. So the only day off we get is half day
Saturday and a full day Sunday. And it must be the fresh air but Gobey and me
and walking up the mountain today. I am looking forward to it but part of me
(ok most of me) is dreading the walk but hey – we live on a beautiful mountain.
It would silly not too.
52 minutes later and we are home again. I am hanging out my
ass walking up. Gobey on the other hand didn’t seem bothered by it. Was a
brilliant walk up and Gobey tells me we can do it every Sunday so I best get
fitter. I have a whole week to sort myself out.
We left the UK 2 weeks ago but yet it doesn’t seem that long
ago. We are making friends, settling me and in all getting on. Let’s be fair
this is the longest me and Gobey have spent together and by now we are entering
in 8 weeks!!! Talk about a record. Let’s see if we make it to Christmas when we
get home.
