I don’t know what I want to write about. I could write about Las Vegas and all the fun Andrew and I had with our parents, but the fact that we said goodbye to them today would only upset me again. I could write about the Chihuahua in the pink jacket obediently following his valley girl master through the airport, but no one would believe me. Then there was the episode of my purse breaking and me almost losing the laptop, but that was resolved after drawing blood with a needle and stitching the edges. No, I’m really not sure what to tell everyone right now. To be honest I’m not thinking at all clearly.  It’s partly due to exhaustion and partly due to my current state of health.  The only thing I won in Vegas was the sniffles, the sneezes and a sporadic cough. To make it worse, the airport is freezing and I’m very jealous of all the intelligent people that brought their sleeping bags to the airport with them for the flight- Lesson learned! The only thing keeping me semi-warm at the moment is Grandpa Chic’s Jets hat that he so kindly gave me. I’m so very grateful he did! Thanks! I can only hope that the next 14 hours progressively get warmer as we get closer and closer to Fiji…..