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Jan
17
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Maybe it’s because there wasn’t so much excitement or maybe it was because we were so tired but I managed to sleep fairly well on the flight back, it was still fairly long and punishing but certainly a lot easier than before. Once again the KLM staff worked tirelessly through the night serving drinks and snacks but this time I wasn’t awake for the whole time. Arriving back home was a strange experience – it felt like I’d been gone for a month or more, we’d been to so many different places and seen so much. James and I both caught different busses back home and I ended up sat opposite a South African who was on his way from Germany (where he lives) to Milton Keynes so we were talking about the trip and everywhere I’d been, a funny coincidence.