It's been nearly nine months since I stepped back into the UK. How odd. I spent the first few months in a daze, trying to find my feet. I think I've found them again (in shoes instead of flip flops!) although I was supposed to be outta here in January. However, life and death has conspired against me and I am now leaving in mid April to spend a year in South Africa working for an NGO. The dream continues in a different guise, with a slightly different me as so much has happened while I've been here that I cannot help but change a little.
After months of resistance, I have now been totally sucked into the British way of life... living for the weekends, having a good old moan about work, having an even better moan about the weather (even though people tell me it's been a mild winter, I have seen snow!!) and trying to figure out what I want from life.
I think I am still trying to find my place in the world, but I have re-discovered friendships here that I never even knew I had... and created bonds with people who I thought had cut and run. The people make the place wherever you are in the world.
My dreams/travels/life/drifting/call it what you will continues in a different blog and in a different stage of life.
As for the understatement of the year: It's been an experience....!
Photo: Notting Hill 2006 ©PDA
