My sister and I are going through different stages right now. She is worried about the first part of tomorrow while I have to figure out some details for the evening. Can't tell you at this stage what I have been planning as there is always a slight risk that she decides to go and check out my blog just for fun, and then the surprised will have been spoiled. But I don't think she will disappointed. I only need to get my act straight, but that shouldn't be such a problem since I love standing in the center of the attention...?
Anyway, for those of you who do not know my sister, here's a picture (or rather, a picture gone painting) of the two of us writing our diaries in an oasis in the middle of the Sahara Desert sometime in late 1986. I am six years old, and she is ten. This was just before our family moved to Niger.
Tomorrow, the whole lot of us will be gathered and it's the second thing to a wedding. My parents will be there and my dear mother intends to hold a speech, but she is concerned because she intends to hold it in Swedish, "and there are those who only speak English..." :-) I think the day will be great; I'm still a little bit nervous because I have some things left to prepare (and my inspiration hasn't exactly been on top lately) but I only have one thing (apart from packing) left, so I think I should be all right... Won't be back until Thursday though.
Take care and make sure to fill the blog with comments while I'm away!
PS: For those wondering what my sister will be doing now that this seven year long journey is over, have a look at her new mission called The Vision Pioneers.
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