Home sweet home

I boarded my hello kitty flight and jetted home, just in time for Christmas.

I've had such a great time traveling the world in the last twenty months. I've met some amazing people and great new friends. I've seen and done such a wide spectrum of things I can't even begin to summarise my adventures in a conclusive paragraph. All I know is I wouldn't change a moment of it as every minuet of my trip has been a joy and a lesson.

From the top of a snowy mountain the the middle of the Sahara. The Great Wall of China and ancient churches to state of the art toilets in Perth. Sleeping in dirty public toilets to a penthouse suite. Not forgetting running with bulls (and sheep) to cruising along the Mekong river. Variety is the spice of life and I think I've had a good punt at working throughout the spectrum, and I managed not to die doing it (just).

Mum, Dad and Hana came to meet me from the airport. Mum kept hugging me in the bottleneck of arrivals at heathrow so no one else could get past or out of the arrivals lounge!

We had a great Christmas.

Since being home I started my new Job eight hours after landing. I also started my motorbike training and caught up with my good friends. Ollie and BJ came down for New Years and we went to the pub with my college mates before going into town.

It was great to see Matt, Lucy, Abbie and Andy and hear all about there new families.

I saw my college friends a couple of times and went up to watch Norwich Rugby play in North London.

I couldn't help getting stuck in when Wheatar went down, and their new Physio was busy. I managed to slip and slide onto the field after he shouted out in pain. Only to find out there was absoloutley nothing wrong with him, he just wanted to rest.

I then relocated Jays finger and got on the booze bus back to Norwich. I had a great night catching up and playing drinking games.

The next day I met Lyn and played a bit of touch rugby before eating too much and having to stop the bus back to London to vom in a car park somewhere in Essex.

After another week of work and my first gymnastics class I went up to meet Toby in Cambridge for a night out. I met Sarah, Sarah, Sophie, Dave and Toby's mates Josh, Ed, Rob and Fred. We had a cracking night out. Tore up the dance floor. After the pub/club closed we went back to Toby's and stayed up until six chatting and laughing.

The drive back to Sussex was so painful I had to pull over in a service station and have a two hour sleep.

I arrived at Ollie's in Storrington in the late afternoon. We had a good meal, watched some rugby and went off to the pubs for beer, hot cider, pool and good times.

After two and a half weeks of great fun and work I think I definitely deserve a holiday! 

Off to Sweden I think!