But here's why:
Somewhere between Oslo, Stockholm, Uppsala, Paris, Tokyo, Sydney, Armidale, and the insides of a Japan Airlines 747 I just lost track of everything that was going on. Including the day of the week, date, time, and last appearance of my good self on this blog.

I won't lie and tell you I'll eventually tell you all about it, because let's face it, there's not much point and very little chance that a) I will eventually tell you about it, and b) you would be interested if I did tell you about it. So to summarise: Oslo for Christmas, Paris for New Year, Oslo, Uppsala, plane, Tokyo for a week, visit to the zoo, played with the baby, came back to Sydney, flew on to Armidale. Surprised JM completely, to the point she recognised Helen before she noticed me. Got a haircut after a year of wilderness. Studied a bit and then bombed the final exam of my science degree. Ate 5 steaks (not in the same sitting), drank some wine. Alright, a lot of wine. And then just, you know, watched tennis.

Leaving Sweden was a bit emotional, it didn't really hit me until the wheels of the plane left the ground, at which point a few tears rolled out to join the party. So I'll just leave you with this:

New Years Resolutions= 0
Money in bank account= 0
House to live in Sydney= 1
Furniture to go in that House= 0

Days lived in Sweden= 355
Days back in Australia= 17
Countries visited= 8
Pictures taken= 2239


Regrets= 0