I can't actually believe it but the time has come again to pack up and say goodbye. I'm not entirely sure where the last four years have gone but they been the best of my life thus far. It's hard to explain without sounding like a gigantic knob, but London has helped me turn into the person I was supposed to be and for that, I'm incredibly thankful. I fucking love this city, it gives as much as you're willing to take. I'm going to miss it and the people I've met along the way but I know I'll be back, so that helps make leaving ok.
As is the way with life, as one things ends, another begins and you can't really be too sad when you're about to bum around the world for the next 5 or so months.
So here's to London and bumming.