16 flights, 7 flatmates, 4 jobs, 2 caravans and 1 tropical virus later...
I'm back in the UK and its raining! I have just spent the week with my family in Mallorca and its offical, its over! My travelling days are behind me (for now) and I have to thrust myself back into the real world. It's all very surreal being back and the first few hours did involve a lot of inward giggling at peoples accents. I'm just not used to hearing everyone sounding like their on an episode of Eastenders. But how I did miss Double Decker buses, the underground, crumpets, real soft grass, rain (no thats a lie, i got over the rain pretty swiftly), roast beef and yorkshire pud.
Ah Australia how I miss you, but we will be reunited one day...