Back back back Im back back back

Okay after a month and a half of traveling, seeing the olympic fireworks over the roofs in China, sticking my head outside of trains on the transiberian express, riding camels in deserts, drinking camel vodka, regretting drinking camel vodka after the projectile vomiting has stopped, more trains, Gulags, old ladies feeding me Borsch soup, Russian men called Viktor who shoot bears, cheese and pedaloes by the river in France and sleeping next to lake Geneva Ive finally made it home to England, photos and what not will be put here and on my album page when I actually get hold of a computer. till then...