still can't really get over the fact that no one in the bus died.
the rest of the tour was a bit weird. there were times we put it to the back of our minds and carried on as normal... there were times when we sat and talked about it for hours. there were times we hit the buckets and wrote ourselves off. somehow i fell asleep on a pool table and then ended up jumping into a bush at 4:45am outside the hotel - they don't make bushes like they do here. there is now an imprint in the hedge that resembles my shape.
back at work now and today i started my new job. not sure if it's my 100% cup of tea, even after i'd wanted it for so long. i think it's a case of what you make of it.
still trying to sort through photos, and i have so many of random animals.