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Captain’s log, stardate 20 05 2007.

The time is 3:59am. Sensors tell me we’re travelling at 565mph, at 34,000 feet and the outside temperature is -58°C. It’s been 255 days since we embarked on our mission to explore strange new worlds and boldy go where a million other fresh faced graduates have gone. We’ve braved military coups, the Australians, American beer, Kava, tuk-tuks and each other. We’ve eaten several hundred tuna sandwiches and 3 metric tonnes of pasta. We’ve met cool people, stupid people, famous people and Germans. It’s been top of the pops, no two ways about it.

True. But sadly all good things must come to an end and the student loan company starts wondering if you’ve faked your own death. So it’s back to civvy street; readjusting to not living out of a rucksack or being able to talk to someone other than the cat over breakfast. We met a truck load of bob on people who I’m sure we’ll stay in contact with (if not purely for the chance to kip on their floor at some stage in the future).

Peace out, cheers, so long and thanks for all the (tuna) fish. Hooray for the World.

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After another brief stint in Santa Monica we made our way from West to East side (homie) passing Maria Sharapova at Los Angeles airport. We spent the final four nights of our travels in the Big Apple. We spent much of the time reflecting on the events of the previous 8 months; the things we’d seen and the people we’d met.

Tell you what, let’s have some photographs.

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