First of the Lasts

Several months ago when I was leaving the UK to live in another country, there became a list of "Lasts".

It was the last Tunnel Run I'd be on, the last Krispy Kreme (the next time would be as a visitor), the last Ace Cafe meet (next time as a visitor), last time i'd meet various people for at least a year. It was strange to be doing things "for the last time".

But I've come back for work and now there are a different set of 'lasts'.

And today is the last time I'll be crossing the channel to France (for at least a year). The end of the season is still nearly a month away, but I'm staying on the continent to keep my costs low. I could come back next week, but spending another £80 on ferry, another £30 on fuel, etc - or staying out in France and sleeping rough, £0, I'd prefer to save the £130 this time. Going back to the UK achieves next to nothing anyway.

It's kinda a sad trip as well. As much as I hate being away I do enjoy what I do, and next season will be very different. Might still be in Europe for the summer season, just not with StreetSafari, a lot less travelling, but hopefully a lot more money. Although I will be back for our Staples2Naples 10th Anniversary event at the very least.

It's all part of the mindf*ck this year; finally getting to start a life with my wife and then getting yanked back to the UK again for the season. Talk about being torn between things you love!