I'm sorry to have to go on about nothing for a bit as I start penning this little beauty up, but it was funny the way I opened up this uncletravellingmatt web thing wasn't it?

In fact "A sober introduction from a guy who is buzzing" were the exact opening words I used on the original blog I wrote, as I was finishing off my one year stint in Chelmsford's bedsit land. (This was before the Great Firewall of China blocked my access to xanga and I cut and pasted my original entries onto this one).

Well anyway.

I'm nearly at the other end of blogging it now, as it's almost time for the finishing part of my trip away!...

You know; the part where I meet up with my Dad in 10 days time (get in there!), and then after me spending 9ish days with him, I also hop over India's troublesome borders on a magic transporting machine of course don't I; to then put on my Where's Wally gear, do a quick train/bus journey combo back through Europe, jump on a P&O in France, make friends with a trucker at the ferry bar, pose for a snap with him up on deck with those beautiful white cliffs in the background, and well, phew, pretty much finish it off all pretty nicely indeed...

Ha ha!

But the strange thing about it though...

Is that I've run out of steam now haven't I?!

And to be honest really, I'm sat here in India at the moment right (me being the big soppy ape that I am), and all I'm thinking to myself is that I can't wait to meet my old man up in Delhi and be able to say to him: "Do you know what mate? I've missed you! Fancy a Kingfisher?!"

Because after the week that I've just had, and yes, at this point I could go on and tell you about the joys of coming across railway kiosks that only seem to sell the likes of "Wonder Cake"; oh and of me being able to finally enjoy seeing some cows get stuck into chewing some decent cud because the monsoon rains have started to kick in over here (even if some of them were neck-deep in the gush at the time)...

But man.

There was also a point during the past few days when I was put into a situation where I had a casualty doctor laughing at me, a taxi wallah's wife I hadn't even met before praying for me, and a sweet old guy in his 70's I was renting a room from telling me that if I needed some readies for any services rendered, he was willing to lend me some bless him...

This being the sort of situation where I tend to appreciate the sheer beauty of the good people in life by the way, whilst I'm also feeling like I'm wanting to tell the people who are looking at me as though I have got a hoop in my trousers to go and boil their heads as well...

So.

It's with this in mind that it's time for a holiday from travelling now me reckons.

Just to sit still for a while and think to myself what a fantastic year it really has been for me.

And for those of you who are interested, the first part of which will hopefully be in a nice hotel somewhere that has slashed it's prices because it's the tourism low season over here...

And the second part of which will be to have the chance of a lifetime with my Dad, as we take in the likes of the Taj Mahal whilst looking back at the glory of being at Wembley at 15:37 on 21st April 1991...

I really can't wait for that bit actually!

But anyway...

Then after this it will hopefully be a case of me jumping back home on a plane with him in order to spend some quality time with my family and mates of course...

Before I slope off down to Bethnal Green to live with my pals Reg and Mick until I get my feet back on the ground...

And then meet up with the man with a bit of gold on his shoulders (who allowed me to do all of this in the first place)...

So I can go on and start saving up for the latest Wednesday home shirt and that Capri 1.6 laser I've always been after...

Oh, and that's not to mention me getting myself back into society, drinking cups of tea, trying to join a football team, getting used to walking down pavements that are nice, even and straight, and getting myself introduced to my mobile phone again as well of course!

In fact, when I look at it actually, I suppose I could say that I've got my work cut out really haven't I?!

Ha ha!

But don't you go worrying though.

Because, like I say, in the meantime I do have a nice holiday to be getting on with...

Oh and it will be on this that I will be typing up my final written blog entry as it goes...

This being out of pure courtesy if nothing else...

Because, to put it quite simply, the support I have been given during this past year has been nothing short of amazing, and I really do mean that.

Well anyway...

I'd better get going now and get rocking...

Take care and speak soon ;o)