On September 28, I changed my plans and declared, "Nothing is to be regretted."
And here I find myself on the eve of Christmas spending the holiday not with the people of England, but with the people of multiple cities and states instead. I spent the last couple months working in San Francisco with Canadians and Trinidadians, with Russians and Mongolians, with Portlanders and Cincinnatians. Sure, this isn't where I thought I'd be back in August, but I've continued to make friends from areas unexplored, I've continued to make memories with those close to me, and I've even managed to make a little money instead of spending it all on hostels and foreign delicacies.
New people have entered my life and old friends are soon leaving me. These are moments that would not have been part of my story had I continued walking.
I'd say that's reason enough to be merry.
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On a side note, I still have a valid ticket from London to Barcelona on Dec 27 and a return flight from Barcelona to SF on Jan 6, so if anyone
1) wants to pay for me to fly over there, or
2) has a fake pasport with my name on it and wants to do a little short-notice traveling,
hit me up.
