Happy Canada Day. This is the 8th or 9th( I think) Canada Day that I have spent outside of Canada. It seems when I am away, I appreciate Canada even more. Thank you Canada and Canadians for everything.
No visa yet. Wednesday is d-day. The dogs of war have been unleashed and I managed to scare Yvonne into at least phoning me. She is supposed to get the passport, with or without a visa back by Wednesday, or Thursday morning I file a police report. I am getting tired of thinking about this.
Went to the new hairdresser yesterday. Fabulous! She did a great job cutting my hair. She speaks great English, so I can again gab with my hairdresser again, which is what you are supposed to do when you go to get your hair cut. That and read gossip magazines. She has spent a lot of time in the Seattle area, so we have that in common as well.
The pedicure was far better than the ones I was getting at the other place, and all this for less than one treatment was costing before. I've died and gone to heaven.
I am heading out today to bring the first load of things to Thalathuoya. Very exciting! Not much as I am just going out with a tuktuk, but Anand (Jayanthi's husband) has nothing to cook with, so I am taking out a spare gas cylinder, some clay cooking pots, cooking spoons, a few utensils, the spare water filter, and my big griddle. Not much, but it is a first step to a dream.
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