adios

Well, I left Deia tree days ago and I'm getting used to life back home. Only my body-clock's a little fucked and I'm only home for a week before I move into the Halls of Residence in Swansea Institute of Higher Education. This is the last picture I took of Deia as I left in the car for Palma Airport. Every one who goes to Deia loves it, and I'm no exeption. I've got the bug and I'm going again first chance I get. This was a journey in itself and I think this Blog was a good way to reprisent it. But the journey doesn't finish until I walk into that old building on Alexandra road, so I'm not done yet.