but I HAVE now been away from home for a year. With a third trip to Spain coming up, I’ll make time to fill in the blanks between pitchers of sangria… but for now;
A big hug to the amazing people that played a part in my year of 29 flights between 14 countries and life in a new city. Hell, I’ll even thank the assholes, thieves, the french, creeps, and obnoxious hostel folk. I’ll always try to remember the late nights & laughs with wonderful new friends (wherever you are), and hope to see more of my favourite old familiar faces! I feel as though I have so much to show for the last year, though in material wealth I have next to nothing left. That thought would have been absolutely terrifying two years ago, but I’ll be forever thankful to whatever switch decided to go off. Cheers to the amazing city of London, a little risk, a lot of luck, and no regrets. Now, back to apartment hunting (tough times realizing you can’t afford to have a living room at 26… hmmm maybe a little regret).
p.s. a little extra love going out to Danny F for introducing me to a love of backpacking and putting up with me across 4 different continents. My bag gets a little lighter each time, promise! Meet me in Iceland?