Time with the Djerbals

Melissa and Rocco left last Wednesday for home.  After a terribly stressful trip they made it home and hopefully enjoying their time.  I'm sure Rocco was happy to see Grandpa and vice versa.  They were best buds during their time here and Rocco always asked about Grandpa after he left Libya.  So I am here alone and missing them a lot.

I went to Djerba hoping that would make the time go by and keep me busy but it just made it worse.  Then I was away from family and home and just wished I had stayed in Tripoli.  However I did enjoy some parts of the trip.  I took several hours to relax and read on the beach as camels walked by.  I rented a moped and cruised the island, nearly getting hit by a bus and taking out an entire front display of plates for sale.  I never ever buy stuff at touristy shops but in this case I nearly bought every decorative plate they had.  Assuming there was a "You break it, you bought it" policy in place.  And then I also went to a crocodile farm that had hundreds of crocodiles.  They were everywhere, big and small and it was pretty awesome.  I can't say I want to goto Djerba again but I did find time to relax and read which was what I wanted to do.  The drive is just too long and there isn't any food I care too much for.  We did have one very good meal but mostly good in comparison to what else there was. 

I think we may be moving this week.  To the place directly beneath our current flat.  It is very similar but Mel likes the floorplan better and the idea of walking up fewer stairs.  I didn't want to move but mostly because moving is a lot of work.  But Mel prefers the other place and a few guys, Bryson is one of them, preferred our larger place so we will probably move.  I'm sure it will be great having more computers sharing the same terrible internet, but at least I know Bryson doesn't use it much.  At least he won't if he knows what's good for him.  : )

11 more wake-ups until I am heading to London and 12 until I get to see Melissa.  Not counting the wake-ups I do when work gets too boring and also when I knock myself out on the plane.  It's the only way to fly.  I'm not sure if people are reading these much, I guess our lives got too boring for people.  Sure doesn't feel like it around here but I'm a little more involved in what I'm doing than most people.  Much love

PS I tried uploading a couple pictures from my trip but it wouldn't work.  No worries, they weren't of Rocco anyway.