They think it's all over...It is now
Trip Start Jun 04, 2009
79Trip End Sep 06, 2010
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The time has come to write my farewell piece and try not to get too emotional about both the end of our travels and coincidentally my precious blog that I've labored over for so long. In an attempt to steer clear of too much sentiment I’ve decided to finish with more of a scientific conclusion and rope in some statistics to illustrate some of what we have achieved. For those who think we’ve lived a glamorous life for the past 16 months you might decide to think again!
A normal conclusion to such an amazing trip would be to list the highlights but for me that seems like a terrible idea, apart from the fact it would take far too long, it would only make me miserable about it all coming to an end
(If you think that list is long just imagine how long the one of things I am going to miss would be.)
Now it’s time to get stuck into some statistics…
We have been away from England in total for 459 days, but 240 of those days were spent living in Queenstown so we had some time to be settled
Since we left we have been on 14.5 flights (the half comes from the time I got into a plane but jumped out before it landed) and visited 14 countries. There have been numerous boat and train rides in the mix but our most consistent form of transport has been buses. Including our truck travel across South America, coaches and mini-buses we have been on a grand total of 58 bus journeys that adds up to an even grander total of 489 hours in transit. That’s over 20 days of our lives spent sitting on a bus and of course that figure doesn’t include the many, many hours spent on other modes of transport as well! Other modes of transport that have gotten us from A to B have been rental cars, longtail boats, speedboats, slowboats, ferries, skis, taxis, bicycles, ziplines, kayaks, swimming, tuk tuks, bemos and of course our own two feet to name just a few. I suppose if you want to see the world you have to allocate some time for actually getting yourself around it.
As far as the blog goes I have written 79 entries which include 2,773 photographs
Of course I couldn’t build a list of statistics without including the photographs we have taken. With our barrage of five cameras between the two of us we have officially taken 160GB which is over 23,000 photographs which has more than filled the capacity of the laptop and left us with a full time job of sorting through them all when we get back (and that doesn’t include all the ones we have deleted en route).
Neither of us would hesitate for a moment to tell you how lucky we have been throughout all our travels but we would like to spare a thought for those items that came with us initially but are now lost to us and in essence will be traveling forever:
Steve’s Fleece – RIP - Left on the washing line at Jenny’s flat in Sydney
Amy’s Fleece – RIP - Leant to Steve to use as a pillow after the loss of his own fleece and then left on a bus in Vietnam
Mobile Phone – RIP - Forgotten in the bungalow at Koh Phi Phi leaving us without an alarm clock
Two cheap alarm clocks – RIP - One committed suicide a day after purchase and the other is still in Hanoi where it was purchased
Watch – RIP - On an island in Ha Long Bay (it’s like we were never supposed to know the time!)
Steve’s elbow – RIP - Smeared along the luge track at the top of the gondola in Queenstown
Waterproof Camera – RIP - Did not survive the surf lesson in 1770 but was resurrected by Panasonic under warranty and still lives to this day
Havania flip flops – RIP - Stolen by a drunk guy in Vang Vieng
My Waist Line – RIP - Lost to South American steaks and Fergburger but slowly finding it’s way back to me through South East Asia – until the buffet incident(s)
And that as they say is ‘it’. All our ups and downs laid bare and I hope you have enjoyed reading them as much as I have enjoyed writing them. In conclusion, different countries have had different ways of describing us as we have traveled through them and we have been called Gringos, Backpackers, Farangs, Westerners, Poms, Tourists, Seasoners, Flashpackers, Travellers and Falangs but I think the term that describes us best is ‘Lucky Buggers’ and I’m in agreement with that.
As always, Lots of Love,
Amy and Statistical Steve
P.s if you are wondering how we had the time to compile such statistics may I refer you back to the 489 hours we spent on buses!