Last Call

My last week of my trip went by so quickly, its all a bit fuzzy. There was the stay at my cousin Vipuls, where I had the best time with the world's most fabulous 1 year old - my nephew Rohan. I mentioned him in my last blog, 1 tooth has now become 2 front teeth and he finally got over being sick! yeah!

Towards the end of the week I hopped on a bus to visit friends from New York - Gabe and Alice who are now living in Cardiff, Whales. Cardiff is a beautiful little city, all the benefits of city life - great bars, restaurants, music and art scene, but small enough where you feel cozy and can get around everywhere on foot. Gabe and Alice were the perfect hosts, making sure to take me out to all their favourite spots and introducing me to the friends they've made out there. They seem like they're really happy being there for now (they better be back in the US in 3 years time after Gabe's law school is over)

Spent the weekend chilling with the family and then Monday Derek hooked me up with his membership pass and took me to see the China Exhibit at the Royal Academy of the Arts. After spending a few hours there we thought a little Dim Sum was in order in Chinatown for lunch. It was a lovely way to spend my last day.

So that's that. My flight to JFK was at 11:55am on the 28th of February. In 8 and 1/2 months - 259 days - 6,216 hours I've travelled to 11 countries, flown 12 times and travelled in more busses, trains and boats than i can count. Every single second was worth it - I wouldn't change anything I've done a bit - that says alot I think. There's still so much more I want to see and I barely scratched the surface. I'm not worried though... I'll be back. Right now its time to think about my next trip - the one back home.