Last look; Stockholm airport to catch a plane homebound.
12 hours down, 11 more to go...
In transit at the Bangkok airport, this place was crazy huge!
And touch down in Melbourne Australia; the view from my hotel room.
My first Australian fika! Melbourne coffee has to be some of the best in the world, but the Swedish fika experience and sizes tops it!
The beauty of jetlag and not being able to sleep on a 46hour trip.
St Kilda beach
The beutiful palais theatre
The organisation that made the amazing year I've had possible.
I love these suitcase speakers! Such a good idea. @Melbourne arts market.
A stranger made this for me, the ability for kindness of some people just warms my heart.
I have been very neglectful to any responsibilities to unpack and organise my stuff, this is as far as I have gotten. School starts tomorrow and I'm still working on unpacking my somewhat fantasy old life.
Okay before I start filling in, I just have to say I fucking hate Australian internet! I never remembering it being this bad, it has literally taken me all day to upload this post!
But just becuase I am no longer in Sweden, and the internet's slowness makes me want to pull my hair out and chuck my laptop out the window, it all doesn't mean I want to and or am going to stop with this blog. I think it is a good motivater for me to document things, which is very important, just take a look at history if you don't believe me.
I hardly have strength to look back on my last few days in Sweden to be able to tell you how it was. It all seems a lifetime away which breaks my heart to think how distant from reality that life I had has become. It was sad, but I knew it was coming, and I'm glad for the people I got to spend time with before I had to leave.
The flight was well LONG, I flew with Thai and they had pretty yummy food, but unlike our flight over neither of the plans had T.V's so as I have chrnoic no sleeping on planes syndrome, the flight was very dull as I had to try make games up in my head as everyone else slept.
We had a 2ish hour stop in Bangkok where more goodbye had to be said to the Sydney and Queenslanders that I spent my year with and had to board seperate planes. This was really hard again, but there was that buzz in the air that airports everywhere seem to carry of fluster and hurry, so although meaningful the goodbyes were short and sweet.
Once I landed in Melbourne, my first impression was SHIT I've landed in the wrong airport as my understanding of the Australian accent had become quite rusty so for some reason "Welcome to Melbourne" In my ears sounded like "Welcome to Brisbane". And then the next 30minutes were feared with nerves and shows like border secruity for how strict Australian customs is meant to be freaked me out!!! But it was no worries I went to the gates and there were heaps of families there and signs and stuff, but no sign of my mum and dad, so I walked around for a bit then finally found them standing at a different gate anticipating my coming through of those doors, so I snuck up on them and gave them both a bit of a scare.
I was so grateful that my mum had booked a hotel inmy favourite suburb of Melbourne, St Kilda to stay in. I went straight to sleep then the next morning embraced Melbourne full on, in inappropraitely warm clothing not suited for the Australian summer.
Since I've been back in my home town it's been a bit weird. Like everyone else here has been stuck in a stand still. I am still adjusting and it's hard, but I'm getting there.
I have two more days left till I start school so that'll be a whole other chapter..
