I had it all planned out. I'd be sat in my living room, enjoying the oh-so-missed company and familiar surroundings. Cup of tea in hand (because let's face it, I'd have a right difficult time readjusting to the UK temperature), laptop on my lap, merrily typing away. Explaining to you why it is I haven't blogged for so long even though I have had access to Blogger whilst on my little trip abroad. Telling you about how simply and utterly amazing and different this place is.
But that's all gone out the window.
Because I'm still here.
Here in the Middle East.
Not in my little homely comfy Hertfordshire flat. Oh no.
I'm a geologist right, so volcanoes usually get me pretty excited. This particular one is making me terribly sad indeed. I find myself tearing up fairly regularly now. I'm not impressed. Not impressed by how our supposedly sophisticated and technologically advanced societies simply come to a standstill when the atmosphere becomes a little too heavy with dust.
Honestly? I just want to come home now :-(