Thoughts of home.

We have made it to Cordoba. The bus journey was a little strange and went surprisingly well considering how travel sick I usually get. Ten hours did not actually feel that bad. We opted for an over night journey to save ourselves the cost of a night's accommodation and a 'cama ejecutivo' which meant our seats were massive and reclined right down. I slept on and off for about 4 hours of the journey and Jim only managed a couple so by the time we arrived we were ready to spend the day relaxing at our hostel. We did venture into the city centre for a quick look and the impression we got was that Cordoba has a lot of shops and a lot of people! So, we hid from the world for the rest of the day and caught up on some sleep.
This morning I woke up to an email from home and it is the first time I have really wished I was there instead of the other side of the world. My two beautiful dogs are having to be re-homed and although I already knew this and I had said goodbye to them when I left England I had not really prepared myself for how I would feel when they were really going. It has upset me a huge amount and I guess that is one of the draw backs to travelling. We haven't even been gone that long and I already want to be back home. I know the feeling will not last but I am sure there will be a fair amount of times ahead when I will feel this way. Hopefully I will get better at dealing with the idea that I will miss things, good things and bad things.
So much love being sent over the internet to Molly and Dylan. And a huge hug for my mum.
xxxxxxx