Not much great to say about this day as we were both in a grump about coming home. It was really sad to be saying goodbye to those who had treated us so well and I hated every moment of it. It's never nice to go home but being out there had really kick started by bug to go travelling and home was the last place I wanted to go. If we had been going onwards to another place it wouldn't have felt half so bad. We boarded the plane in Goa back to Mumbai. Funny after the shock of seeing the slums when we first arrived I realised they were quite civilised after some worse environments we had seen. At least these guys had walls, roofs and electricity! Mumbai was painful waiting for 6 hours, I was grumpy and passing the time went quicker than I thought and the 2.20am boarding time meant that we both managed to get a few hours kip on the plane. Shocking was the announcement on the plane from the captain that ground temperature at Heathrow was -2 degrees!!!! Oh My God they had to be kidding, after two weeks of 33-35 degrees this was going to be painful. We arrived back 25 hours later and feeling worse for wear but glad to have experienced one of the best holidays of my life. A few minutes later I was on the internet planning the next adventure…………………