It made me so happy to see Cambridge again. I was looking (from the window of the Airport coach service) with a huge grin on my face how lovely and lush everything looked around me; how clean and quiet after the madness and the pollution in Kathmandu.
I confess I am kind of in love with this place!

I walked around town shopping for a new pair of trainers, to replace the ones I had stolen in India. Inside the box I found a gift key ring, a useful little thing that is also a compass, a torch and a whistle!
I suddenly felt a bit sad... I didn't actually had a home! there were no keys to put in it! I soon realised this wasn't the case, I actually did have the keys to my friends's house here in Cambridge, and then, when I went to visit some friends in Barcelona, I also had their house keys to put in it. Later on: there were the keys to my sister's home in Madrid; my old housemate's back here in Cambridge and presently, the keys to my friend Rossie's flat.

A little change in perspective showed me how lucky I am to have had the keys to many houses, to have shared their homes. Thank you so much, I am very grateful to all of you!

Next week I will be going back to Kathmandu. I will try to keep in touch, to keep writting. I found out that the trouble with the old blog was that I had exceeded it's capacity. I have now erased all the old posts, changed the design, the colour and added some photos.
Like when you feel something has changed inside you, and you must at least get a hair cut to be coherent with it!

Keep in touch, all my love
Bea
ps. key ring will be briefly empty until I get the keys to my old room in the Monastery. I am happy to go back, it feels such a dear and familiar place! anyway, I'll be fine, now I have a compass to get my bearings; a torch to help me in the dark and in case of need: I can always whistle can't I?