We spent our last day shopping in Kasol. That’s where our ‘inner tourists’ came out and we ended up buying whacky cloaks, monkey-caps and having Nutella pancakes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. We spent our last night dancing till sunrise around a bonfire in high spirits (the state-of-mind, not the place). I learned two things on this trip. The company you travel with makes all the difference and I couldn't have asked for a better bunch of weirdos to visit paradise with. Secondly, Shannon has a micro-penis. The next day, it was time to head back to reality, the city and no more ginger-lemon-honey tea. But leaving paradise only makes you more appreciative of the time you spent there.