Well...
Sat in the office now, waiting to get a lift to the airport and I can't explain how I'm feeling but a mixture of heart ache, dread, excitement and pure confusion, comes pretty close. I felt the same when I first arrived, and the events that happened after that seemed to turn out pretty bloody great. I think once I get on the plane I will be able to concentrate on the arrivals lounge at the airport and I'll be ok, but for now all I have in my head is the fact that I'm leaving a place that has become my home of paradise.