Derbyshire was basically a rockclimbing, abseiling, caving fandango.....crazy but fun. We sepnt the fist day jumping off bridges into this river and swinging ourselves over the river...like XTREME NINJAS! My brother's words....not mine...

We went caving which was a kind of combination of abseiling down small holes with a "makeshift" harness in the words of our ex-army instructor...that worried me. But it also included wriggling through holes and over flat boulders with the space of a large paperback between the boulder and the ceiling. As a girl...that hurt...

Plus weaseling- climbing through small holes in a vareity of interesting positions and more abseiling over a threateningly tall quarry and gorge scrambling.

It was strange. But the best was the last day when we went back to the river and tried to do the river swing over two at a time. I tried with Toby and we got halfway down- and he left go of the clutch. We plunged into the river, i mjumped to the side but he yanked me back in, so i puched his head under the disgustingly cold british water. Yeah. Well. Then we attached the rope to the top of the bridge and swung across like TARZAN! .....we're cool. XD

The next week i went to a german school to improve my german- uninteresting- so i'll leave it out.

Just to let you know- back in school, play is starting, gcses have to be taken seriously- and the PRESSURES ON!