I ate a red crayon...: Bloody ripper...bloody unreal.

I am home.

I spent an amazing 4 days in LA with Simone; talking crap and falling in love with Sushi Dan. (sadly enough it's a restaurant, not a man.)
My 5 month journey ended where it began - LAX...which is "so ghetto if not for the tubes"! - and a 14 hour plane ride on the crappest airline to Sydney before touching down in M-town and immediately going to eat yum cha in the city. Bliss.

As if everything I've experienced recently were not blessing enough, I come home to my own bed, toast and tea for breakfast, and non-stop catch ups with friends who simply could not be cooler. I'm a walking cliche right now, because my life is awesome.

I'm also realistic in the fact that I know from this point on my blog will be distinctively boring, so I'm stretching out posting travel photos for as long as possible. I love the milking process. So let's rewind a few weeks to the first leg of my tour in Guatemala...