I had all of the emotions you could imagine sitting in the airport getting ready for an adventure on the other side of the globe. I was giddy and scared. I was excited and sad. I was a bit nauseous due to too much coffee.
The preparation had been tiresome. Paperwork for one school then paperwork for the other. I packed and unpacked. Trying to pack for four seasons in one suitcase is a daunting task. I ended up just packing a bunch of socks and underwear. I hope someone will want to trade a shirt for a pair of Joe Boxers with money signs on them.
I felt under-prepared when I left my house. Was I forgetting something? Most likely yes. Had I packed enough socks? In the back of my head I justified my lack of preparation for my sense of adventure, so who knows what will happen next. I knew that I was leaving this
Fears & Expectations (could be a good tom clancy novel)
- Where will I stay when I land in Sydney?
- What should I do about a phone/eating/entertainment?
- What will living in house with six strangers be like?
- Going to the beach
- Meeting awesome people from around the globe
- Enjoying Melbourne
- Maybe a little school work?