Sorry for the lack of content the last few months. We’ve been working our hospitality butts off to save money for the last leg of our Aussie adventure. We finish work on the 1st June, have a month left in Australia to explore, fly to Bali on the 4th July and then homeward bound from there. So 68 days of travel left then… Awesome.
As homesick as I was during the first few months out here, going home now feels so bittersweet.
Obviously I’m looking forward to seeing my family and friends, but we have completely fallen in love with Australia.
We have a life in Melbourne, we have jobs and friends and a house. We have friends up in Brisbane and Batlow and Canberra.
We haven’t even had time to explore the Northern Territories or West Coast or Tasmania yet.
I can’t help but feel there is so much more to do and see out here, and I’m terrified we’re going to go home, set up our lives again and regret all the things we didn’t do.
I’m torn though, because on the other hand I’m really looking forward to having a house to call our own and decorate.
I’m excited to start my own business (I’ve dreamed about it the whole time I’ve been in Australia and have been so inspired out here, watch this space!)
I can’t wait to have nights out with my girlfriends, spa trips with my mum, family games nights and wine drinking sessions with the people I’ve missed so much in the last year.
I’ve started looking into places I want to visit around Europe and have already planned a few trips with my best friends including Christmas markets in Berlin and spring in New York.
I know that the wanderlust in me will never die and I’m going to continue to make travel a priority in my life. I believe you really can ‘have it all’ and that’s what I’m going to work my ass off to achieve. I’m going to have my own house, my own business, my own family and be well travelled. I’m not fussed about being wealthy, and as long as we’re sensible with money and work and savings I know we can do this.
I also know that in a couple of years, Australia will still be here and we will 100% be back to finish what we started.
We’ve made the bittersweet decision to leave Australia for good this July. Unsure of how to feel about this but it’s time to say bye bye to the adventure of a lifetime. It had to end at some point right?
Bailey has his best friends stag do at the end of July and then the wedding is in August so we definitely have to be home for that. Then September is my birthday and I know I want to be with my family and friends when I turn 24 after missing them last year. We also know we want to be home for Christmas 2015 and I can’t wait to just be reunited with my loved ones after 15 months away from them.
I’m excited to move into my own house and get decorating and setting up home again after living in a van for so long. I want to set up my own business too, I’ve had so many ideas pop into my head during our travels and they’re all written down ready to be executed (attempted at least) on my return to the UK. I’m excited for the future and the life we want to start setting up for ourselves.
But at the same time, I’m so anxious and sometimes sad about leaving Aus. I’m worried that we’ll regret not using the entire 24 months we could have stayed here working and travelling. I’m scared that none of my ideas will come into fruition when I return home, that my inspiration will disappear the moment I stop travelling. Mostly I’m worried that we don’t have enough time left to do everything we wanted to do in this beautiful country. We still need to visit Tasmania, Perth, Uluru, the west coast and Northern Territories. We’ve already accepted that the mini excursions we originally planned (Bali, Fiji and New Zealand) are going to have to be saved for another century.
I’m proud of us for all that we’ve done though. We’ve spent 15 months on the other side of the world, made some amazing friends, had some incredible experiences and seen some beautiful things. We lasted longer than anyone thought we would and we’re going to come home with a fresh outlook on life and a stronger relationship.
How homely can home feel after a year and 3 months away? Australia feels like home too now. Ugh! If only we had a teleporter and could just skip between homes whenever we felt like it (free of charge!)
Basically half of me is like…
And the other half’s all….
I think I know that deep down we’ve made the right decision. Time to just suck it up and embrace the 26 weeks we have left. Let’s do this!