Seeing the lights of England growing larger in the darkness sparked off an odd set of emotions.Happy to be getting back to the Mothership, journeys end, but sad that this epic trip, this rustic lifestyle was entering its final chapter.It was cold,not Spanish cold , but English cold.Snow has fallen over night , dusting the hills around Plymouth in an Arctic blanket. Cycling from the boat onto English soil, we were finally back, back on the left for the first time since Thailand some 14 000 km ago , waving to my family on the departure lounge deck, the very place they had waved goodbye from in August 2008, twenty eight months ago, suddenly it didn't feel so long since we were here.Weve only had seven days off since seeing our families last in Croatia,
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