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Some more random thoughts...

I just talked to an old friend for the first time in ages.  It was really nice to catch up and have a fun, light-hearted conversation.  I don't get to do that with people other than my husband much these days.  When Wayne came home, I said - I talked to Roy today - he says I'm funny.  As if this was news worthy.  I guess I sometimes wonder if I still have a personality.  Apparently, Roy thinks I do :-)
My friend Aniela is coming to England this weekend.  We're meeting her, her husband and her daughter in London on Sunday.  I'm looking really froward to it.  I don't get to hang out with friends (especially on my turf) and it will be really nice to feel normal for a change.  We haven't seen them since our trip back to the States and it's going to to be really good to see them.
We're thinking about going on the London Eye while in London (the biggest ferris wheel in the world).  I'll have to see if I can get the nerve - I'm terrified of heights and considering the ride takes 45 minutes - it would be horrible to be stuck that long while having an anxiety attack.  The last time I tried facing my fear was on our honeymoon when we went para sailing.  I screamed bloody murder the entire time!  I'm hoping since the London eye is completely enclosed, it might be okay.  We'll see...
If we go, I'll make sure I post some pictures - the view is supposed to be incredible!  I took some pictures with my new digital camera over the weekend and as soon as I have some time, I'll post them on my photos page as well.

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Two Crabs said…
I've been on the London Eye about four times now with various visitors. The ride is only about 25-30 minutes long. My sister-in-law is also scared of heights and she had no problems. There is a nice bench in the middle of the car to sit down if you feel queezy. The cars are very roomy so claustrophobics will have no problems either!

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