Queen Elizabeth's Revenge?

Not to be outdone by Montezuma- Queen Elizabeth exacted her revenge on about 9 of us here at Capernwray in the form of a stomach bug. I have now recovered but spent the last few days ill and in bed. To make matters worse at one point during my sickness, the fire alarm went off and we all had to head downstairs...so there I go in my sick state and on my way down the stairs another girl (who was sicker than I was) turns to me and says in her Dutch accent "I am going to faint" and then she does! And there I am to catch her (it was oddly reminscent of the last time I gave blood, you can ask about that story later) At the time it was less than funny but it was actually quite hilarious afterward! Anyway, we all escaped the FALSE alarm. My roomates have now taken to calling me the "witch doctor" b/c of my herbal medicine and essential oils but it is all in good fun and thank heavens I had them.

On a completley unrelated note, I realized that I never told the story of actually getting to the station in London. It is well worth remembering so I think I will take the time here to write it. So think back to the Sept. 27th...
Ok, Barbara and I had flown into Gatwick and that meant that we would need to take the Gatwick Express into Victoria Station and then from there we were supposed to go to Victoria Coach Station which is where the charter bus would pick us up and take us to Capernwray. Sounds easy enough right? WRONG, not when I am involved! So getting to Victoria was no problem, but I had made the unhappy assumption that the coach station and the train station would be near one another which is untrue. So Barb and I take off to follow the signs to the coach station. Keep in mind that we bothe have two pieces of luggage and a backpack. After a bit, I start noticing that Barbara is getting further and further behind, I keep encouraging her that we will be there soon and we take breaks every few feet but still she is fading fast and I am hanging on by will power. Finally we stopped at a corner for a rest and I kept pretending that I knew where I was going when who should walk by but John Bird (a guy from Canada who was also going to Capernwray)! Keep in mind that we had only talked on facebook and had never seen eachother in real life but he stopped pulled down his sunglasses and said "Thara?" Oh my goodness, I have never been happier to see someone that I knew (or actually didn't really know) in my whole life! Well, John saved the day and took one of Barbara's bags and we went to the station which I can honestly say I would never have found on my own! We are forever in his debt and I can only thank God that we had talked online before and recognized one another. It turned out to be a funny story! One for the grandkids to hear later!

Love ya'll!