The So-Called "End"

So it is 6am in the morning in Halifax, the second day home, and the surreality of it all (while striking) is slowly fading... Checked in at the office yesterday and dropped my stuff off at the old apartment last night. It really has ended, at least this wonderful 180-some days of the road. In so many ways it feels it all happened in a flash, but so much was done in the time allotted that I suppose I just have to think back to some random memories to feel comforted in the knowledge of a trip extremely well taken.

And while I wrap this blog up with a bit of whimper, the Oktoberfest celebrations of the final weekend ensured that the trip itself went out with a magnificent bang not to be forgotten. Like the rest of the trip's organization, it was an inspired idea that worked perhaps even better in practice than when I dreamed it all up those many months ago.

So, time to recharge - reconnect - relax - refill the bank account for the next adventures. For I have no doubt that there will be new ideas for travel just as bold and enjoyable in the time to come. After all, this was never about getting travel out of my system, but rather acknowledging that travel simply is my system. I would not want it otherwise.

See you out there, on the road.