Bye Bye Bath

I had a wonderful time in Europe with lots to thank God for. Travelling alone does force me to rely on Him more, and it does make me more sensitive to His presence and little blessings that He drops into my path. I thank God for he how provided me with a free bedroom for 2 nights through Kit's friend in Stuttgart. I thank God for how He lined up my itinerary so nicely that World Cup matches literally followed me around Europe (from cheering with the local fans for Germany in Stuttgart, with the Spainish in Valencia and the Brits in Bath). I thank God for how He provided me with a Aussie buddy in Paris, and FIVE Singaporean room mates in Valencia. So though I travelled alone, I never really walked alone. Pun intended.

And so the time has finally come for me to leave Bath.

I'm glad I did 70% of my packing the day before I left for my Europe trip. It did safe me a lot of trouble yesterday when I finally cleared out of my residence at Carpenter House. I marked my final day in Bath but going to the world acclaimed spa in the morning, and the Roman Baths in the afternoon. Suddenly it felt as if I never really did explore Bath as much as I should have. But then again, anything that I've missed will always be another reason to go back! I maintain that of all the places that I've visited over the past 5 months, Bath remains the most "liveable" of them all. It ranks high among my list of potential retirement places.

Now I'm back in sunny Weston-super-mare with the Page family. I led worship for the third time in Christ Church today, and in a way, it was a fitting farewell to the people I've met here. I can't thank Andy and his family enough for the hospitality that they've provided for me. As a token of my appreciation, I've given them my 3 pillows, 2 duvets and remaining supply of Milo :)