When I first started blogging ooh, five years ago now, I started to blog to mainly keep my family informed about my emigration plans. However, my blog quickly turned into a place where I would keep my family and friends informed about what was happening in my life in general. They sighed with me when there was something to sigh about, they laughed with me (and sometimes at me) when there was something to laugh about and perhaps they even cried on those occasions when there was something to cry about.
Of all the people who read my blog on a regular basis, I've only met a few people in real life. Pepperfly (who keeps a Dutch blog), my sister (her blogging habit has almost died out), my parents and a few friends and family. Until Carolina that is. Who, even though never having met me, was willing to make the trek in Bob to come and insult my curtains and help me with my garden (and really putting a lot of work into it). I think we hit it off, having the same taste in (British) comedy shows and a similar sense of humour.
Of course it's more difficult to meet others. And the reason for that is of course the water. A small stretch to the British Isles (they swim across it, haven't they heard of boats?) or the large stretch to the North American continent (no swimmers here). You don't cross it just to have lunch. Yet, that is exactly what will happen in the spring next year!
Kay Davies who claims herself to be unfit, will be travelling to Europe with her husband then and she wants us to meet up for lunch! How brilliant is that? She can't be all that unfit if she is willing to spend hour upon hour on an airplane to meet me (oh and then go and holiday in France, but that is just a minor thing).
So, I just want to say: Gera, I love you for setting me on to this blogging thing. It's fun!!!