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Taking it all in before heading home.


In three months time I have experienced and seen some of the most amazing sites. Places I had only dreamed and hoped to see, never in my wildest dreams did I believe I would have had this opportunity. Thank you to all who made it possible for me to come to England. And thank you to those who have warmly embraced me here and helped make me feel at home. I will never forget your kindness. England will forever have a dear place in my heart. There is still so much more to see, so I definitely will be back! (and hopefully won't be sick at all the next time!)
Time to get back to reality and work. Very excited to see my family and friends!!
Here are some of the pictures from Thursday in the Netherlands, and then a few from our drive home  we stopped in Brogue .
And Saturday I had the great privileged of going into London to spend the day with Christy. I had such a great time walking around parts I had  yet to see and getting to talk and get to know Christy more. I feel so blessed to have met the people I have. 





 
                   

Brogue, Belgium 



London  









Best way to end the day was to enjoy a tea and delicious cupcake on the train ride home!

Comments

  1. Danielle Joy27 February 2012 at 03:52

    Sheena,

    I'm so glad you have had such a beautiful three months. I've written you back from the last note you sent me, but instead of sending it to England (like I was going to tomorrow, actually), I'll send it to your homeland. I bet you're super-excited to go back to Canada, too.

    I love you girl!

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