Is to book another trip...
Firstly, let me just say it was a fantastic and surreal experience arriving back in the UK. I had a window seat as I flew over London, and my mind positively boggled at the sheer scale and the modernity of everything - cars, bridges, railways and dozens of people going about their daily lives. Getting off the plane and meeting Andrew was the best, it was like I had never been apart from him. And of course there was the sheer delight of seeing my family and friends, and having access to such luxuries as hot showers (yes!), non-stinky toilets (even better!) and unlimited supplies of tasty food that did not involve rice, curry or jackfruit.
When I arrived back I was the thinnest and brownest I'd been in a long time, though suffering from Tibetan donkey flu (a rather alarming sounding cough). It was lovely being home, but I was definitely hit by a large dose of culture shock. Many things seemed so trivial, and the sheer excess of people's lives really got to me - I felt confused about where I fitted in and where to go next. After being in Nepal and Tibet, where people have so little and where I had such fabulous experiences, there was a lot to think about. While I was happy to be back, the post-travel blues did get me for a bit, and I wasn't quite ready to settle down. And of course, everyone told me the best way to deal with those blues is to go off again...
I've now put all the weight back on (thanks in part to Mum's cooking) and am almost back to my normal colour, so a week today it will be time to jet off again! I decided that before I get ensconced in a new job, I'd do a quick 'Friendship Tour' to visit various mates around the globe. First stop Japan, the land of kimonos, Samurai, geisha, sushi (yum) and my crazy friend Rosie. Wish me luck!
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