Fast forward a year, I am back at Uni and I had made some worthy travelling plans, 5 months in America at summer camp (shout out to Camp Silver Lake) and then off to Thailand to teach English. Wait a fucking minute, I’m not a teacher? I initially chose to do a TEFL course because it would fill some time, was a really cheap way to travel and I already knew how sick Thailand was. It didn’t ever occur to me that I would be solely responsible for 70 odd Thai children’s English education and it certainly didn’t occur to me that I would meet some of the greatest people ever, in such a short period of time (shout out to Koh Changers).