That’s it. I’m done. I’m out.
After all our talking and planning and researching and saving I’ve finally packed up and left the country.
My room was finally cleared and all my trinkets are on the road up to Brisbane to rest safely in the depths of my mum’s storage space (thanks mum!).
I had a bit of a joint farewell party with our lovely friend Tove, which also coincided with the re-appearance celebration of our friend Dylan (last seen drifting around the streets of London in 2009). After all the stresses of organising my exit it was great to get together with some quality old friends and some extreme lounge room dance-offs at the old Moore St mansion.
Ryan still has 2-ish weeks left at work and 10 days after that before packing up and heading up to meet me. It was a bit sad at the airport but more exciting than anything (especially as I was a bit hungover and I knew there was a cheese burger with my name on it in the departure lounge….)
Next stop: Singapore