So we went to England. After much wait and antecipation, we went, all happy. Each day there I would think "we are in England" to convince myself that I was not dreaming. If I could I would go there often. Maybe one day I will have there a tiny house, an apartement, and I will go as I want.
The above picture was taken in Lisbon's airport, a way of being in England before arriving there.
My oldest girl with the little one.