Thanks Dad

I thought i'd be appropriate and i feel like i need to thank my Dad.

I was speaking to one of my mates about 2 months into the trip and he asked how things were going with me and my Dad...I said pretty well...he said ahhh your crazy i wouldn't last a week in a car with my Dad.
I lasted five and a half months with mine. That wouldn't have been possible if it weren't for my Dad's easy going nature.
This trip was hard but it could have been a hell of a lot harder.

Dad is the most laid back, understanding, tolerent and open minded bloke i know. This means its literally impossible to have an argument with him.
There were BILLIONS of situtions on the trip where i've been a bit pissed off and said something i shouldn't have, and Dad would be thinking your a bloody idiot. But every time this happened, Dad would always say the right thing and everthing would be sweet. Tiny things like this made it so easy to be around him for a bloody long time...sorry for being an idiot and thank you for letting it slide.

One of the weirdest things on the trip was that Dad now loves half the music i love. Parents are supposed to be telling you to 'turn that crap down'. But i showed him some modern bands that i was a fan off a long the way and to my surprise he says something a long the lines of 'whose this band...their quite good'. Old people aren't supposed to like young people's music.
A very opened minded man.


Dad put a lot of trust in me. He let me drive in crazy traffic in crazy countries with his almost brand new car. Thankfully it paid off...not one strach from my driving...wish i could say the same for you Dad...



It was a pleasure sharing the journey with you Dad.

Thanks mate