After a good while without anything funny enough to write about happening, suddenly you don't have time to write because way too much stuff is happening at the same time. Last week I managed to cross three things off the list of "Things to do before I go home".
Thursday I finally saw the Opera House, but I'm going back with my camera probably tomorrow and actually look at it which I didn't really do the Thursday afternoon...
Friday was extremly hot with 42 degrees in the city and we decided to skip school after lunch to go to the beach, Little Bay to be exact. Supernice, superwarm and we had a small photoshoot, but I couldn't focus in the heat so the pictures didn't turn out great. Good enough I guess, but not great. Almost ripped away the skin under my feet from walking on the cliffs barefoot, I do not recommend that when it's 40 degrees in the sun! Otherwise it was a very beautiful place with water so clear that you could see the bottom when you couldn't reach it.
Saturday I watched the fireworks and they were actually amazing! I don't really like fireworks, but this was beautiful and seeing it in the middle of the city like this was special. The awesome feeling might have had something to do with my company though.
So yes, this weekend was seriously busy, but I loved every moment of it. I need to meet some kangaroos as well, otherwise I think I've managed to do and see everything that you should do and see in Sydney.
And then I realise that it's only 12 days left. Where did the last weeks go? I do want to go home because I miss Padfoot more than I can describe and I do want my beloved snow for christmas. But I don't really want to go home because I'm tired of being abroad, I want to go home because I know that's what's going to happen before I go to LA. I'm sending in the visa application for the US this week and then we'll see when I get to have the intervju. I'm also working on getting a place to live in LA which is like 50% done and I'm starting to get really excited for that adventure. It's so little time left here that I'm beginning to have this urge to start packing my things, but it's still a bit to early.
Despite this longing for more adventure I suddenly don't want to leave this place. I've made really good friends here, met people that I don't want to say good bye to just yet. I'm starting to feel stressed because there is so little time left to hang out with them. This weekend I can start putting down the fingers on my hands for every day that passes until there are no fingers left to count on and I leave for that exhausting 27h flight. Never did I expect it to feel so hard and sad to leave, I usually don't make this good friends this fast. I'm good at not feeling sad when I leave, I don't look back and I don't worry about what's coming. Or so i thought at least. These 3 months have made me change a lot. I'm not sure who I am anymore, but I see that as part of the adventure because I'll know soon enough. I suppose a new chapter started in my life when I went through that gate on Arlanda and all this sounds so cheesy, but I can't describe it any better. I've honestly never seen myself as strong, but I slowly realise that I actually can do anything that I set my mind to. I will do anything that I set my mind to. Hopefully I've become more like the person that I want to be, but I guess I won't know until I get home and experience my "old life" again.
This turned out way more personal than I originally intended, but I suppose you sometimes need to open up a piece of yourself and share it to understand yourself better and allow others to understand you more as well.
Little Bay, Sydney