Some people would say travelling is a cliche, that you see and do things along a prescribed route along which thousands before you and thousands more are sure to follow. In many ways it's true, I'm sure I'm not unique in the journey I've made and the things that I have done, what makes the whole experience unique is the people you meet and the memories that they help create and share.

In the time I've been away I've had the pleasure of meeting hoardes of people (and the displeasure at meeting a handful of others!), people from all over the world, across huge age ranges from 18-66. Regardless of whether they live thousands of miles away or if they live up the road, the time spent with each person along the road no matter how short or how long helped to shape my experience.

I want to thank everyone who pushed me to keep up with my journal on the road, everyone who helped jog my memory and most importantly everyone who has given me so many great memories to fill my journals with. Thank You All.