We’ve been back for just over a week now. It’s been a little mad as in that time there’s been Charlotte’s wedding (more on that in another post), we’ve both managed to find jobs, bought a car, and come up to Newcastle to sell the house! I’m at Richard’s (Becs’ Dad) house whilst writing this.
We haven’t really had time to stop and think and reflect on the trip, which has meant that it seems like we never really went away, let alone for six months. I’m hoping that we do get some time to relax and go over the trip. Last night we visited the house which was a bit strange; we thought that we’d feel like moving back in but, because there’s none of of our stuff there, it didn’t really feel like our house.