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Polishing my Ruby Slippers
16 years ago
There really is no place like home.
Only three more weeks to go before I fly back to Australia XD. This is however appearing to be a mixed blessing. On one hand, the more obvious one, I'm over the moon about going home and getting back with family and old friends, getting away from the cold and eating a proper kebab.
However, the realization of all the things I'm going to miss about england is starting to hit home. The fact that I'll be leaving all the friends I've made during my time here behind. They've been a great bunch of people, and they've helped my english experience stay an enjoyable one, especially after my wife and I split. Atleast the internet can keep the lines open, but with my aussie friends since coming here, it's just not the same. I'm also going to miss being able to see my ex wife Jo, who, despite our marital issues, has remained one of my closest friends here. She's currently pregant with her mate, a great bloke in his own right, and my biggest regret is that I won't be here to see the baby after it's born in june-july.
The greatest concern of mine though, is that something will go horribly wrong in my preparations, my packing, the booking... that somewhere along the line, I'm going to screw up. The main reason for this, is the simple fact that this is the one of first times I have ever tried to organise anything on my own before. I've always had something to look over my shoulder, or give me a kick in the arse so things get done, and done right. My biggest concern is the box I'm going to need to back full of all my books and board games and other such stuff that I have collected in my time here, and getting it into the country without doing something to upset customs. Not that I'm transporting anything illegal or that couldn't be found in Oz, but I have heard that Australia had one of the tightest customs procedures anywhere, and that has me worried. I'm only glad that I don't have to organise a visa, because I just know that I'd do something wrong there.
But all my worrying won't get the stuff done or stop the clock from ticking, so I'm just taking a deep breath and hope that I don't panic or freak out, atleast until everything's sorted.
Only three more weeks to go before I fly back to Australia XD. This is however appearing to be a mixed blessing. On one hand, the more obvious one, I'm over the moon about going home and getting back with family and old friends, getting away from the cold and eating a proper kebab.
However, the realization of all the things I'm going to miss about england is starting to hit home. The fact that I'll be leaving all the friends I've made during my time here behind. They've been a great bunch of people, and they've helped my english experience stay an enjoyable one, especially after my wife and I split. Atleast the internet can keep the lines open, but with my aussie friends since coming here, it's just not the same. I'm also going to miss being able to see my ex wife Jo, who, despite our marital issues, has remained one of my closest friends here. She's currently pregant with her mate, a great bloke in his own right, and my biggest regret is that I won't be here to see the baby after it's born in june-july.
The greatest concern of mine though, is that something will go horribly wrong in my preparations, my packing, the booking... that somewhere along the line, I'm going to screw up. The main reason for this, is the simple fact that this is the one of first times I have ever tried to organise anything on my own before. I've always had something to look over my shoulder, or give me a kick in the arse so things get done, and done right. My biggest concern is the box I'm going to need to back full of all my books and board games and other such stuff that I have collected in my time here, and getting it into the country without doing something to upset customs. Not that I'm transporting anything illegal or that couldn't be found in Oz, but I have heard that Australia had one of the tightest customs procedures anywhere, and that has me worried. I'm only glad that I don't have to organise a visa, because I just know that I'd do something wrong there.
But all my worrying won't get the stuff done or stop the clock from ticking, so I'm just taking a deep breath and hope that I don't panic or freak out, atleast until everything's sorted.
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