Is this the return to Oz? The grass is dead, the gold is brown.......

They say home is where the heart is but where is home when you love people in more than one place?

Or is it not the people but the actual place that you fall in love with, feel connected to?

I remember being 18 years old and going on my first overseas holiday to Indonesia. I stood at Denpasar airport on the way home, turned to my friend and declared that I was staying.  She convinced me I had to go home against all my pleas of how I could teach English or work in hotel etc. I have always been looking for that ultimate escape....

....I was always convinced that when I found the place where I belonged 'my true home' I would know.  I still don't think I've found it yet, I have however found places I've really enjoyed living in.

Australia is a beautiful country but growing up there I always felt trapped, it could've been the geographical distance of that big island from anything else or maybe just the constrictive restraints of particular relationships.  In all honesty, I just couldn't wait to get away, far away, even though I love my Aussie friends and family dearly. I enjoyed the freedom that came with escaping close relationship connections and pressures and being as far away as I could get, without coming back on myself.

The UK is amazing, I love the history, the culture and how in such a small country there is such diversity with both the people and the scenery. From the Brecon Beacons to the Lake District from Edinburgh to London, from living in New Cross to Kayaking on the River Wye and of course living in my beloved Greenwich.

Now I'm leaving the UK, saying more goodbyes to people I may never see again and maybe I'll find my 'my true home' or maybe just a place that's just a fun for a bit....

So hello America and Canada here I come 90 days you and me baby, two as yet un-conquered Mel countries.....are you ready???

3 days to go....