Oooh - cake ...

Yn y pythefnos diwethaf mae pethach wedi bod yn eitha’ gwyllt rhwng siopa gwallgof, dathlu gorffen gwaith, gwerthu’r car a phartio gyda theulu a ffrindiau i nodi ein hymadawiad am draethau pell.

Cawsom lawer o hwyl a sbri a syrpreis neu ddau bnawn Sul dros bryd lawr yn Llety Parc cyn mynd ymlaen i Lindula lle'r oedd cacen anferth a Concorde ar ei thop a llwyth o fybli yn ein disgwyl. Diolch o galon i bawb sydd wedi'n helpu mewn unrhyw ffordd i wneud y dasg o baratoi yn rhwyddach ac bob haelioni a charedigrwydd.

Well after a fortnight of manic shopping, mountains of paperwork & red tape, partying & singing until the early hours (and having to stay awake through next days' conference) we are well and truly ready for that week in the Thai beach-hut on the white sandy beach, lapped by crystal clear waters. The rucksacks are packed and an exercise involving the bathroom scales akin to something from the Krypton Factor, has revealed that we are way under our baggage limit. Nia had to be prevented from wedging in that extra pair of shoes, as having to choose 3 pairs from her extensive collection has been the most difficult decision in recent years for her.

There was a gathering of the clans on Sunday over lunch at Llety Parc, just to make sure that we are actually going at last, followed by a huge cake and bubbly back at Lindula. A great big thank you to everyone who has helped in any way to make the task of organising this adventure easier and for incredible generosity and kindness.

Nawr fod Nia wedi dod nôl o wythnos yn yr haul gyda merched gwaith yn yfed Tenerife yn sych, rydym nawr yn barod i gymryd mlân y byd. Mae’r ‘stafell wely sbâr yn llawn stwff ar wasgar yn barod i’w stwffio i mewn i’n rycsacs ac rydym yn codi ofn ar ein hunain wrth feddwl cyn lleied o amser sy’n weddill i baratoi am ein trip ... rownd y byd ... mewn BLWYDDYN! Wrth i ni sgrifennu mae yna bythefnos a llai na phedwar diwrnod cyn y byddwn ar yr awyren yn anelu am Bangkok. Syniad pwy oedd hwn?

Now that Nia has returned from a week in the sun, drinking the bars of Tenerife dry with girls from work, we are now ready to take on the world. The spare bedroom is piled high with all our ‘essentials’ ready to be stuffed into two very inadequate looking rucksacks. We keep on frightening ourselves by counting the days left before our trip ... round the world ... in a year! As we write there is only a fortnight and a bit left before we will be on an aeroplane bound for Bangkok. Whose idea was this anyway?

... the mozzie nets arrived today.