Tears and Treks

Well the hope of perking up has well and truly been dashed as I suffered major heart breakingtons  on Tuesday night. Some of you may be aware that I was seeing a guy before I left. It all went tits up in May leaving me very sorrowful and bluesome indeed. Anyway we met up before I left and he said he wanted to be with me but would need my support to sort his baggages out. I know you must all think I'm a dick but I said I would and really believed we could make it work. I was sooo happy when I left, going on a trip of a life time with the person I love telling me they felt and wanted the same and would wait for me to get back...

Anyways it didn't turn out that way. To be honest I don't really want to talk about it and can't remember feeling this alone or sad. I guess I'm telling you this lovely people as you will probably notice a change in bloggingtons and I would hate you to worry if you didn't know why. Also I would really appreciate some e mails just telling me about what's going on with you. It will remind me that I am loved and blessed with wonderful family and friends even though you are all thousands of miles away. Many thanks to Clod and Sue for their updates received gratefully this evening, you must have sensed my pain:)

So in usual Adi lady resilient styley I am back to taking things one day at a time to put myself back together. I know from experience I won't feel shit for ever although last time it did take me over two years to get my smile back as well as starting to sing again in the shower. I have decided to share one thing that has made me happy that day in all my blogs from now on. I need to focus on the positives to restore my mental and emotional health.

So Wednesday morning saw me get up looking like a bog eyed frog. No sleep and blubbings does wonders for my Bilbo Bagginses and they were in fine fettle indeed. To be honest I needed a two day jungle trek with a bunch of strangers like a hole in my fooked  up head but positive mental attitude had to start right away. Also Adi Towers no longer exists so a day wallowing and weeping in bed whilst flicking through i player was out of the question.

My fellow trekkers were as usual younger than me and all couples. I was suffering severe eye leakage and the excuse of rubbing insect repellent in them was wearing a bit thin, I think they were all wondering what the hell was up with the bog eyed, frog eyed old bird.

Day 1 saw us climbing the mountain, checking out a bat cave and staying in a jungle hut.

The black specks are bats.

Fellow trekkers, mainly French folk, two Israelites and one German.

It pissed it down all the way up (nothing like a bit of sympathetic background). This is the view from the top.

Day 2 saw us swimming in the waterfall, walking down the mountain in torrential rain, walking through rural areas and whitewater rafting.

No photos of the rafting I'm afraid, camera got soaking wet and is drying out along with mobile phone which appears to be fooked. 

So peeps the thing that made me the happiest today was getting back to my empty hotel, opening e mails and seeing I had two long and chatty e mails from Clod and Sue, a 'we're thinking about you' blog message from big sis Ruth (happy holidays sweetheart) and cousin Kerrilee in Oz has rearranged her work schedule so she can pick me up from the airport and show me round...we haven't even met yet!

This is a very sad Adi lady saying over and out. I guess CSB and me were never meant, maybe I'm destined to die an adventurous, free spirited old spinney. No mentionings please from now on and thank you for being my lovely friends and famille...xxx