Sydney, je t’aime.
I guess that works more so if I was saying “Paris” but we’ll let it slide for now.
Today was a beautiful goodbye to Sydney. We spent the morning at Paddy’s Market and The Rocks, seeing the Opera House for what I hope and pray won’t be the last time. The hotel put on a movie & dinner for us as a send off and I spent a good amount of time packing.
I can’t believe this is it.
This is the last night I’ll spend in Sydney.
Tomorrow at 6:30am we fly out to Cairns, Australia. I am so excited to begin the next (and final) chapter of this trip, but I’ll miss Sydney.
I’ve always thought that I would feel as though study abroad was a long vacation with some assignments thrown in. But it’s so much different than that.
Not to be “that” study abroad girl, but it’s so much more than visiting Sydney. This isn’t a week long vacation with mom & dad or family where they pay for your meals and plan every moment of every day. This is living in Sydney, eating where the locals eat, learning how to work public transportation, studying culture, navigating the streets. I had to budget everything and live as an Australian. I visited their universities, sat in on their classes and really learned what being Australian was all about.
This trip was nowhere near the experience of those who study abroad for six weeks, a semester or a year. But it was something. I did this. I went to a brand new city where I knew no one and nothing and I did it. I navigated the train and city by myself the second day I was here. I set up meetings with professionals here. I didn’t sit idly by and go to the beach and be a tourist. I went where locals sent me, tried what they liked and didn’t become “that American.”
And I’m pretty proud of myself for it.
The night before flying out, I got food poisoning and cried for a very long while. And here I am, only a week left, traveling to another city and braving it all.
This experience is one I’ll absolutely never forget.
If you ever have the chance to go abroad, even if for a week, do it. Please.
But try not to stay in the Red Light District as I did. It makes going out after 5pm a pretty daunting task.
Tuesday: Great Barrier Reef!