That’s it

The end is nigh (and by ‘nigh’ I mean tomorrow, who really says ‘nigh’ these days anyway?)  Tomorrow I am flying back to good ol’ En Zed, the land of the long white cloud, home of the Kiwi (bird and people).  K-one-double you-one.  Beached as, you get the point.

I’m in London right now, basically just chilling out and attempting to fit all my stuff back in my suitcase.  I think I have succeeded, even managed to get the yoga mat in there.  So, all good.  Am really not looking forward to spending 30-odd hours travelling from London to LA, then LA to Auckland THEN from Auckland to Wellington.  The things we do.

To update (since I’ve been a bit slack).  I left Ireland and arrived in Southampton, England where I caught up with Jax and Steve.  It is entirely Jax’s fault that I have come away from this trip with so much stuff.  It’s good stuff though, and after not buying anything except what’s extremely necessary for two-and-a-half months, it was nice to splurge.

I left Jax and Steve and spent five-hours on a National Express Coach going to Exeter in Devon England.  Now, why would you go there? I hear you ask.   Simple, it’s home to one of my favourite people in the whole wide world, Kate Blackmore.  Kate and I were flatmates in Japan.  We bonded over the lack of dishes done and general mood-swingingness of our other flatmate Kirsty.

Me and my new mate Phil outside a pub. It's more fun to hang out outside pubs than go in, especially when it's freezing cold.

Kate met me at the Exeter bus station at 5pm and suggested we go for a drink.  So, with all my bags and crap we parked ourselves at the pub.  We were soon joined by Kate’s boyfriend Ian and her friend Phil and found ourselves singing pub karaoke of old Osaka favourites and making friends with some Welsh rockers who Kate was familiar with, but who I had no clue about.

No one around. Kate and I were the only people mad enough to go and stay in a freezing cold caravan during winter.

It was another great night out, but it was difficult to get going the next morning.  A few neurofens and lots of water later, Kate and I went on a mini-road trip to Cornwall, visited her grandparents who we both used to talk to on Skype when we lived in Japan, then spent the night at a static caravan park where her parents have a place.

I came back to London last night, staying with the ever-tolerant Marianne and Byron.  Mary and I will have a final dinner tonight and that.will.be.it.  Oh shame.

My dad has organised a car for me to use when I’m back in NZ and I’m going to have visits from my former Japanese tutor in Sydney (who now lives in Auckland) Yuki as well as one of my best mates from Sydney, Giovana and her lovely boyfriend Elliot.  I can’t wait.  Am very excited about Christmas.  In the UK they are going mad for it, so I can only hope New Zealand is equally pumped.

Right, so, that’s it.   Until my return to NZ, Haere ra my pretties.

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