Well I can’t believe a month has passed. We are all packed and leave for the airport early tomorrow morning for our flight. The last few days have been a time to catch up with family, friends and even do a bit more sight seeing. We visited the family Doctor’s family for lunch a couple of days ago. After a big meal and drinks I was ready for a sleep. Suddenly the next thing I know we were all getting into their van and were on our way to another Moghul hotspot – Hirn Minar. What a beautiful place! It was about an hour outside of Lahore and was a Mineret built as a memorial for a Moghul Prince’s pet dear that he accidentally shot. Our dear friend Jehangir appeared again as it was set in a recreation park built for him basically carved out of the forest. Beautiful!
We have also had the opportunity to see Irfana’s parent’ schools, meet the teachers and pupils. 
Education is something that is really valued over here and teachers are both respected and revered. Meeting the head of the school is like going before a head of state, but once all the official business is out of the way, we could relax. Both Irfana’s parents had praise heaped on them by their colleagues and as senior teachers they are really valued.
This last month has been fascinating for us, seeing how Zara has coped with everything thrown her. She has been amazing! A few weeks ago she experienced her first earthquake, which she of course slept straight through. She has ridden a rickshaw and been car seat free for a month. The temperatures this last week have not dropped below forty and although she felt a little hot under the collar, she has not only got through it, but done it the Pakistani way! Only fans and shade and no AC. She has enjoyed her tub baths outside and has discovered the art of splashing water, which sends her into raptures shrieks and giggles.
This last month we have both also been glued to the cricket world cup each night. As always England 
built our hopes up and then got dumped out, but being in a country that is so fanatical about cricket, has rubbed off on me. Men and WOMEN talk about it casually like blokes talk about footie in England. England’s problem was of course their opening batting order…
Tonight we had a big family get together with food and then an emotional farewell. Now it’s back to England.
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