My time in the great land of Aus is over and it couldn’t have ended in a nicer way.
My final week here has been an absolute dream, I joined Sophie and Tom down in Mornington and we had a really fun night out on Saturday and then spent Sunday and Monday doing a little bit of exploring. We went to the Pilars, a stunning little piece of rocky coast and just basked in the sun there for a while, we had a good old fish and chip dinner and on Sunday we went to YOMGs for Lunch, to a playground, geocashing and big cuddles with Tom’s doggos of course.
I have been really lucky and had gorgeous weather for my last week, so I spent the next days heading into the city to find sweet parks and gardens where I could just sit, read and enjoy the final feelings of Aussie sun. It might sound a bit sad that that’s what I did with my last days, but I had done all the exploring I could for now and just appreciating everything around me with a few cups of Melbourne coffee, was just what the doctor ordered.
Then, before I knew it, it was Thursday, my last night. I got all packed up, Sophie, Savannah (Sophie’s friend from Philli) and Tom picked me up to go to our Airbnb in St Kilda and we did one of my favourite things in the world, we went to the Ballet! It was Les Ballets De Monte-Carlo’s semi-contemporary take on Swan Lake, and although we all said we kinda wished it was the classical version with the big tutus and fouettés, it was a really stunning performance. Honestly, I could not have dreamed of a more perfect final night, and you can bet I got hella emotional.
Friday morning, the perfection continued – I know I’m making everything sound airy-fairy wonderful, but that really is how its felt, I’ve been so blessed with this time. We went to a really cool café for breakfast and got to say hello to a couple of beautifully behaved doggos. Afterwards, regardless of how full we were, we did not hesitate to nip into a cute little cake shop and grab a couple of treats to enjoy on the beach. And that’s it. That was my time up. We drove to the airport, said our final goodbyes, shed our fair share of tears and I was off. It didn’t feel real, I shouldn’t be leaving, it’s not right.
I am currently sat on the first leg of my flight home writing this and I have never felt such a greater feeling of confliction in my life. Its hard because genuinely, in my heart, Melbourne feels like home, and the people I have met there are my family. Don’t get me wrong, I am looking forward to running into my mum’s arms and seeing my dear, dear friends, but that doesn’t stop me feeling slightly heartbroken. So much has happened over the last 5 months, I have changed and learnt so much that I’m almost a little scared of going back to normal, I also don’t think that the fact some of the best friends I have made are now scattered across the US makes this any easier. Not that that means I’m not going to see them again, you bet that there are going to be many crossings of the pond in the future, I’ve just been spoilt with being used to being with them every day. One thing that is bringing me one level of comfort is the things I have planned for when I’m home, from little things I want to learn, to going to visit my dearest Dush. I still think the reverse culture shock is going to hit pretty hard, I guess we will just have to wait and see.
On a final note, as my Aussie adventure is complete (for now), nothing could have prepared me to say goodbye or for the feelings that would accompany that, I am just immensely grateful for this opportunity and I can’t wait to see where we go from here.
All the Love, Goodbye for Now x





