But... I am thinking about it now. Not taking it for granted any more.
Over the past few days I have been wondering around Sydney and wishing I was...
Comfortable with my surroundings.
Comfortable with my circle of friends.
With the weather, the smells around me, the food I'm eating.
Comfortable with knowing where I am and how I get to where I want to go.
Australia has forced me to think about what it means to be comfortable. Because it has made me uncomfortable. And a bit homesick. And the thought of being here for six months has been overwhelming.
I have given myself a lot of pep talks over the last few days.
You have only been here for four days.
You will meet friends. It just takes time.
It will be easier when you find a job.
The transportation system will be easy after a few more days.
You have begged and begged not to be cold anymore-
get over the sweat and enjoy the heat!
You don't look like a tourist.
Everyone around you looks different and has their own sense of style.
You do not stand out. Why do you care what these people think?
You realize you probably won't ever see these people again.
I knew this adventure wasn't going to be all bubbles and butterflies- but preparing yourself to be uncomfortable is difficult.
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Along with pep talks, the past few days have been filled with a lot of walking, some beach time and a flight to the Gold Coast. And although I was a bit uncomfortable through it all, my experiences have been amazing. I have seen some beautiful sites, spent a day with a Norwegian and cheersed with a Canadian.
I chose this challenge of traveling alone and with 4 days down- I have realized that everything will be fine. It is just going to take a little extra time.
Everyday has been better than the last.
And right now... I am comfortable. Almost.
With a view like this it is hard not to be.
Until then, good night!
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