You would think, then, that I'd be good at updating my blog, but I'm shit at it.
As most of you know, I've been in Australia for the past 20 months. For as long as I can remember, I've been pretty nearly obsessed with Australia and the idea of visiting it one day. I don't know why or how this fixation began, but when I finally made the decision to come over I was beyond stoked.
Because of the accessibility of Facebook, I don't feel I need to talk about all the things I've done here or the friends I've made along the way. Everyone knows that one of the most important things about traveling is what we learn from it, how it shapes us. I want to dedicate this blog entry to what I've learned about travel, traveling as an American, and things I've discovered about myself (in no particular order).
- Despite the fact that Australians also speak English, there was a much bigger language barrier than I expected. Aussies abbreviate/ change nearly everything, and there are actually a lot of words that are the same but mean something entirely different (example: marinara for them means a seafood mixture, whereas it's a tomato based sauce for us). I honestly had an easier time communicating with the locals in Thailand and Cambodia than I did with a lot of Australians (through no fault of anyone). Now that I've picked up on a lot of it, I'm going to miss the slang of Oz the most. And I will forever be trying to normalize the word "cunt" back home in the States.
- Guys - other countries do not love Americans, but let me tell you they are obsessed with us. American politics and happenings are on the news here constantly, and I'm always being asked about what's going on back home. The most common topics of discussion I get are about Trump or guns. Pretty much everyone is appalled by the behavior of us "damn Yanks", and it's a bit embarrassing to even admit where I come from half the time. I do blame the media, however, for some of the inaccurate ways we're portrayed, because any time I've met an Aussie who's actually been to America they say they loved it and met tons of nice people. Only the people (not just the Aussies) who learn about us through movies and the news seem to hate us because there are so many distortions of the truth. I know a lot of the hatred is towards our government, but as with anything that can be commonly misdirected towards us as individuals.
- Australia is a big, big place. I was warned about this before I came here, but I was somehow in denial about just how sizable it is. This means that just like back home I've found shifts in accents/ slang depending on where I go. People here have prejudices about different parts of the country just like we do back home about different parts of ours'. Overall, though, there was never a time I was here when it didn't feel like Australia to me.
- Australia is gorgeous. When people ask me what my favorite parts of Oz are, I say the animals and the landscapes (in that order). Because of its location, there are so many creatures here that don't exist anywhere else in the world. The beaches all look straight out of postcards. The sky feels bigger. The sun is so much brighter (I wear my sunnies even when it's cloudy). For anyone wanting to come on holiday here, I'd 100% recommend that. There are so many things I didn't get around to seeing, but I was in awe of the natural beauties I did.
- When it comes to any group of peoples it would of course be inappropriate to make generalizations about them, but I'm going to do it anyway. In Oz I met some of the most amazing, incredible women I've ever known. They were hospitable, charming, independent, intelligent, spunky - I can only think of one or two women I met in the entire country that I wouldn't want to spend a lot of time with. I was constantly blown away about how down-to-earth and warm they were, and I wish I didn't have to leave them all behind. The women of this country made my adventures so much nicer.
- As I traveled I met heaps of other travelers (backpacker culture is super strong here), and it taught me a couple things. First off, even though I'm much older than most of them, I'm glad I waited until now to set out on this adventure. Mentally I never would have been capable of taking this on if I'd gone when I was younger. Secondly, I really love traveling alone. While I miss companionship and the familiarity I have when I'm traveling with people I know well, I would rather be by myself than with strangers I just met somewhere in a hostel. A lot of the younger people here seem to just hop in cars with people they just met and go from place to place. It seems like a bloody nightmare. I'm happy getting to go wherever I feel like and whenever I feel like it. It's been a soothing respite from the life I used to live, which was primarily being continuously surrounded by others (but I really do love and miss all of you!)
- The longer I'm away, the less likely I find it that I will settle down any time soon. I'm so happy to be single, childless, and with no other strings attached. I'm immensely grateful to the family and friends in my life who support me and don't take offense to this life approach of mine. I hate that these are sacrifices I've had to make, but the beauty of the friendships I'm in (and in conjunction with technology today) is that they are strong across distances.
It feels surreal to me that I've been away from home for nearly 2 years, and it's even more bizarre than my time is coming to an end. I'm happy to have come here, but I'm going to be real in saying that I wouldn't want to live here (although Tasmania and Perth have both captured my heart).
I can't wait to head home to see everyone in person, and I can't wait to take everything I've learned and apply it to my next travel destination (New Zealand). See you all soon!
I can't wait to head home to see everyone in person, and I can't wait to take everything I've learned and apply it to my next travel destination (New Zealand). See you all soon!