A day and a half to go before Dan and I leave on the grand tour. Chaos is subsiding around us, my rucksack is only a few more unpackings away from being ready to go and I'm just about coming round to the idea that we're leaving. Not forever, but leaving all the same.

Have had a wonderful time saying goodbye to everyone. Going away is almost purely worth it for that experience - particularly the vigorous drunken hugs! I did dissappoint Hannah, Matt and Stef by not staying out dancing till 5am last night. I bitterly regret it now. We could have gone to Boujis and spent all my travel savings and Danny would have been so pleased! A missed opportunity. But more dancing to come, I'm sure, in more exotic locations.

This is as exiting as the blog gets so far. Hoping for some real stories to tell soon, in a matter of hours...

let's see if i can upload a photo from flickr like someone who knows how...

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