Ok, I've said goodbye to my dearest friends who have essentially been (and are) my family these past years.
I turn off my mobile and as the red icon fades to black, it bodes me farewell and good luck at the end of this chapter of Sydney life; we are ready to reemerge at the beginning of my next in Cambodia...
I re-open my travel notebook, a beautiful gift of gold embossed adventures of the past... and adventures to be.
I am reminded of that seemingly long ago journey to Madagascar and the many before. Eye opening, inspiring, my beloved days on the road.
I miss those days, and hope you'll read these scrawlings again.
I have arrived.
PS. Sorry for being so sentimental (blame it on the champagne and jet lag)... I promise next time I will have something interesting to tell.
