Good times.

Going back to the UK tomorrow and the last two weeks have been an awesome and valuable experience. Family and friends, places, sights and sounds, it's been so eventful it seems like a month has passed. Genuinely sad to have to go back but miss things about our home aswell. It's not the place I miss at all, just our own space and stuff, which could just as easily be anywhere. No need to get attached to a place but you do need a comfortable space to unwind.
It's a real shame that in the UK all the wealth and opportunity has been shifted well away from younger generations, as paying through the nose for eveything to support everybody from rich baby boomer landlords to pennyless layabouts gets tiring.