Back from the holiday from hell, I survived just. It was so depressing developing Tendoniitis in my left foot which meant I limped my way through 5 countries in a lot of pain not to mention feeling like I would collapse from the humidity. Seriously, that is the first time in my life I could wring my hair out. Ha ha. Darling son in law was a great tour leader and we traipsed up and down stairs on many stations. Wish he hadn't booked us onto a train for 2 nights and 1 day called hard class. Yes we slept on boards with an inch thick top. We all felt like we had been tortured at the end. We were the only westerners on board.
David and I then had 6 days in a lovely resort in Han Oi which was pure luxury, we revelled in it. Did very little shopping as I couldn't walk, this is a first for me. The day before we were leaving the resort offered a cooking class which we went to. A little table was set up on the terrace for us to sample the delights. All good. Before the session started i decided to take a photo of the ingredients all line up on the table 1 step above us. Silly me. Instead of stepping up I forgot the step was there and tried to walk through it. I lunged forward hitting my cheek bone and eye on the marble edge of the table, twisted the ankle of THE OTHER FOOT and hurting my wrist and wrenching my shoulder. Scratched my glasses, by some miracle they didn't break. Now have a lovely black eye. Now can hardly walk because both feet are painful.
After sobbing on my husbands shoulder for a few minutes and seeing all the work the staff had gone to for the cooking lesson I soldiered on.
The positives of the holiday was the fact that we got to spend 2 weeks with my daughter, son in law and 3 grandchildren which was wonderful. The 9 year old was a sensation with the Asian people. They could not believe his big back pack and skinny little legs. I picked up his day pack which was also very heavy and asked what he had in it. 3 novels was the reply. The other positive is the fact that I have been diagnosed with Osteoporosis and pressured to have the Prolia injections which I rejected. I know women who have just fallen in their garden and broken their wrist so I am pretty happy that I escaped a break.
Oh, the other highlight was getting a message from the bathroom renovation to say we have stopped as we need to discuss the vanity when you get home. stuff everywhere from that. Oh well. It is good to be home.
Best wishes, Cheryle