A lot has happened since my last post-- My roommate Nikki left on a Saturday, after which I left to go home with my neighbor, Jess, who lives in Jindabyne, at the foot of the Snowy Mountains. Now that I have been home for a week, it is a bit difficult to recollect, but there was actually snow. Snow! In June! Weird.
We started flying east and soon enough, morning became dawn and dawn sank into night. I peeked out of my window and saw the Southern Cross one last time before it disappeared along with the Southern Hemisphere. Toward the very end of my flight, I raised the shade to see my second sunrise of the morning, 15 or so hours after the first. I landed in LA at 6 a.m. June 8, exhausted since I never really slept on the 12-hour plane ride.
After bumming in LAX for a while, I got on my last plane from LA to Nashville at noon.
Fun Fact: Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival was to start on June 9, so a flight from LA to Nashville was full of interesting folks! I looked behind me while standing in line to board the plane, and saw a somewhat familiar face wearing Havainas (Australian brand of flip-flops). I basically KNEW, but checked when I got home-- it was Tim Minchin! I had watched him host the Melbourne International Comedy Festival in April! I made awkward eye contact about three times.
Anyway, I landed in Nashville at 6:30 p.m., still having not slept since I woke up at 5 a.m. a bajillion hours earlier that morning. I found my parents and fell asleep as soon at the car started moving for the hour and a half drive home. Jet lag did terrible things to me, but I made it through and am now full-swing back in my usual summer routine of workworkwork.
*sniff* I miss you, Australia.
Above are my neighbors Ella and Jess^
There were also emu running round on the roads, just to make it a bit more Australian.
I spent the night in Jindy, and woke up to frost and Jess' dad building a nice fire while her mum made bacon and eggs for us all. Then we split and got back to Canberra for my last day there. We all watched some movies and did some final re-arranging before going to sleep and checking out the next morning, after which were the worst goodbyes ever. Hugs from everyone, then a line of friends waving goodbye from the balcony as Nicole and I drove off to Sydney.
At this point, I had my two large suitcases stuffed to the Qantas maximum weight, along with my backpack stuffed to the brim and a messenger bag for good measure that I was lugging around. Nicole dropped me off at the train station in Cambelltown, where she lives, and I managed to get all of my belongings on the train, and the connecting train that took me to Maquarie Uni, where I would stay my last nights in Oz. Wow, I was exhausted.
June 8 began for me at 5 a.m. when I woke up for a shower and brekky. Charlie went to the airport with me, helping to shoulder half of the load of my luggage. We saw the sun rise as we walked to the station to catch a train to the international airport. My flight took off at 10:30 a.m. and I waved goodbye to Sydney and Australia. Until next time, friend.
We started flying east and soon enough, morning became dawn and dawn sank into night. I peeked out of my window and saw the Southern Cross one last time before it disappeared along with the Southern Hemisphere. Toward the very end of my flight, I raised the shade to see my second sunrise of the morning, 15 or so hours after the first. I landed in LA at 6 a.m. June 8, exhausted since I never really slept on the 12-hour plane ride.
After bumming in LAX for a while, I got on my last plane from LA to Nashville at noon.
Fun Fact: Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival was to start on June 9, so a flight from LA to Nashville was full of interesting folks! I looked behind me while standing in line to board the plane, and saw a somewhat familiar face wearing Havainas (Australian brand of flip-flops). I basically KNEW, but checked when I got home-- it was Tim Minchin! I had watched him host the Melbourne International Comedy Festival in April! I made awkward eye contact about three times.
Anyway, I landed in Nashville at 6:30 p.m., still having not slept since I woke up at 5 a.m. a bajillion hours earlier that morning. I found my parents and fell asleep as soon at the car started moving for the hour and a half drive home. Jet lag did terrible things to me, but I made it through and am now full-swing back in my usual summer routine of workworkwork.
*sniff* I miss you, Australia.
