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Day 7




7 Days and $14,519 (for now) later...

What a week it has been.   As I write this, I sit eating my last "refugee" meal of mixed vegetable fried rice.  

Today just proved that you can never budget down to a tee - things happen - and it brought it back to earth of how hard these things might be if you don't have the money to get there - or to help.  

Today a friend was in need after an accident.  As many have done before for me after an accident, I wanted to pamper her and look after her as best I could but didn't have the means to do so.  Today the most I could do was be there - and that was enough for her, but it did make me think about how much we often rely on money to go that extra mile to make someone that bit happier.


One more tram ride.
 Luckily I had a few extra $ on my Octopus and avoided the walk to and from Central.
 I love walking, but I hate people traffic.
And I will always love the tram.

I received an article from my mum that has been in the SCMP post magazine today.  For anyone interested, have a read and go down to the exhibition in October.



As the week comes to an end, people keep asking me how my week has gone. 
Good? Hard? Interesting? Successful? I'm stuck for a response.

Overwhelming. 
That's the best I can do to describe it.

When I originally came up with the idea - I just wanted to do something to help Free to Run.  Something different. And once I have come up with an idea, I will usually try my best to find a way to do it. I hadn't actually thought about it in too much detail.  
I just wanted to help. 

Finally experiencing the week I had thought about for months prior has really got me thinking - about refugees - and all the arguments that come with it, about charity, about how the other half live, about how fortunate I am.  The list could go on.  I have learnt things about myself and I have learnt things about others.  It has been such a positive experience. 

But most of all I am overwhelmed.  I never expected so many to jump on board and support the cause so strongly.  I have had donations from friends, family, people that I don't even know.   I feel humbled to be part of such a community. 

I never expected to raise this much money or awareness. 
I never expected to get in the SCMP. 

So there is only one thing left to say...

THANK YOU!!!!!! SO, SO MUCH. 



Now who knows where to get a $6 ice cream?










Comments

  1. Retire right Here and NOW6 October 2017 at 04:38

    Well done,and ice cream here in Philippines is a lot cheaper, come and visit!!

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