98 Hours
I've just spent 98 hours without fresh air. I walked into the hotel on Saturday afternoon and didn't walk back out the doors until Wednesday evening.
We were holed up in Manila, at the HR Conference, where we shared a wealth of learning, one typhoon, six calorie-laden, delight-filled tea breaks, several wonderful meals and both new and renewed friendships.
And dayum, it was good to get home yesterday!
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That must have been one hell of an experience and what a surprise to see your not taking things easy Fiona. I hope the animals were well looked after green eyed Bella was 3 this week - doesn't time fly :-) Dx
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