The part of being home before christmas went very very quickly. Seeing as it was only actually three days before christmas day, that wasn't much of a surprise!! Santa was very good to our house this year - which set us all in a good mood for what was about to come. Within a space of five days, I had travelled from Barcelona to Luton to Nottingham to Birmingham to Switzerland to France! For the next week - skiing was the only thing I was going to think about!
Before I knew it, I had travelled back in reverse and was sitting back in my room in Barcelona with a winter of snow, skiing and family just a distant memory. The saddest thing about leaving home to come back to BCN was realising that I was only coming back for three weeks, and after that, this whole experience is going to be over - an experience that I am just not ready to let go of yet. I feel like living in Barcelona has become a part of my life, something that I have enjoyed more than I ever thought I could enjoy! Coming back to Chelsea now seems very scary, and I never thought I would say this, but I'm just not ready!!!

