Woke up, tossed my bags into the car and drove to the airport where I handed in the car to Renault’s agent. He noticed the scratch on the front bumper from where Tractor Man had shoved me out of the mud pit but made no fuss about it. He was slightly more mortified to see I'd logged 13,000 kilometers (about 8,000 miles) during those six weeks. Ooops.
I met a lot of people, I got a lot of work done and in the end it was an amazing experience. Given all that went down and how it went down I have no regrets.
On the other hand, it might be a long time before I open another can of tuna.