Today I told Ed in english that my 'feets were liking their new shoes' and later I told him I was taking notes so I 'don't be boring'.Ar this rate I will never get another piece of writing published again.
In other news the trip to Colombia was quite amazing apart from the fact Id eaten an evil empanda the day before so I spent most of the windy car ride thinking I was going to chuck. We went to a church where the virgin mary supposedly appeared 200 years ago and in honour they built this huge disneyland-esque church right across the deep gorge where it occured. The image of mary is in the rock which now forms the altar to the cathedral (if only they would do the same thing on the council fence at Coogee!)The climb down was steep and some fanatics were doing it on their hands and knees. Other people were buying big plastic containers to collect the river water below the church cause they think its holy, it was crazy. I almost disgraced myself by vomiting in the church but I managed to draw on some willpower I never knew I had though sheer horror of embarassing myself and the family and managed to keep it all down. Surely a miracle in itself?