Back home at last

After countless hours on too many planes, trains, taxis, songteows and shuttle buses, too many hours spent waiting for aforementioned transportation, too many hours spent sitting at airports and train stations, too many hours at dodgy internet cafes, eating too many bad airline meals (as well as a few really bad train meals), too much money spent on good and bad food in general (especially in Europe!), not nearly enough spent drinking – water, that is! Too much money spent on souvenirs, too much time spent looking for postcards, then post offices, too many disgusting, filthy public toilets, too many hours spent under weak, sometimes luke warm, often cold showers... we are now finally back home!

I am sad. I could’ve gone another 4 weeks easy. But alas, all great holidays must come to an end and my dear little Lucia was really severely missing home, which in turn kind of infected me and made me miss home also, even though she’d been absent for nearly 6 months and would understandably be missing home whereas I’d only been away for 4 weeks… so it was like I was only pretending to miss home :)

Of course, we know that is not true. I do miss home, of course I miss home; I miss home heaps when I go overseas. I realise more each time I go anywhere outside of Melbourne of how much I love living here, and how beautiful this city is. No doubt, Lulu will have her own take on this, but generally speaking, we are both very proud to be Melburnians.

I have written down so many things I’ve wanted to post on Buttsore & Blistered Feet but I overestimated how easy it would be to keep up with the whole Buttsore-thing while travelling. I never realised how difficult it would be to find an internet café, let alone a cheap decent-looking one where I’d want to spend hours blogging and responding to emails, I think I’ll settle on an extremely brief run-down of what’s been happening plus a few added pictorials to help with the story-telling.

It's gonna be a little bit all over the place.... get ready!