It’s been 365 days since we started from the main bus station in Ljubljana, Slovenia, almost missed our flight due to traffic jam in Italy, made a transit in Jeddah with all the Muslim men and their 5 covered wives, and started our journey in Sri Lanka. What can I say, it’s been one hell of a ride. New challenges every day, some really pleasant (which beach are we going today) to not so pleasant ones (who is going to kill that cockroach). We had a couple of…