The Last Night

The last night I was in Australia was interesting, to say the least.

Tamara had visited and stayed the previous night, and we said goodbye on the day before I left. After she headed back to Surfer's Paradise I began to finalize my packing. I remember having to repack strategically, haha. That evening Sam asked me if I wanted to watch a movie with him, and so we watched Memoirs of a Geisha. It was a really good movie, and I'm kind of glad I didn't read the book because it was a really long movie and may not have been my type of read. I definitely recommend the movie for those who've not yet seen it.

After the movie I felt utterly bored and kind of lost. I was really excited to head home the next morning (not so excited about the getting up to head to the airport at 4:30 in the morning), even though it would surely be a long two days of travel (which it was, and uncomfortable). I learned that I am able to travel west very well; not so much going east. -Any way- the night before I left I'd been unable to reach Laura, the person who so kindly took me to the airport at such an ungodly hour.

The flight home was miserable and seemed much longer than it was, but I made it home safely. The worst thing that happened (and it brought tears to my eyes) was when I was shuffling some bags in my hands and accidently dropped my glass Australian Christmas bauble ornament which shattered into heaps of pieces. But my parents and Adam were there to greet me, and we promptly went to the place that could satisfy my American hunger: Steak 'N Shake. It was so deliciously American!

I apologize for waiting half a year to post this. It was actually hard for me to bring myself to do since it is a closing to my trip abroad. And what a wonderful trip it was.