Flying

Flight 1 of 3, Brisbane to Sydney.

Took myself out for breakfast this morning so I could wander round the South Bank (my favourite part of Brisbane) for the last time. Had a very emotional goodbye with my housemates at the airport, and haven't really recovered since then! The bad thing about my obscenely long journey is that I have an obscenely long time to feel sad about leaving before I get back to the good stuff at home.

Australia has been the biggest adventure of my life and I have enjoyed every second of it, even when I had bad days! I feel incredibly lucky to have been able to come to the other side of the world and be welcomed into someone's home and into a prestigious hospital to work. On top of that I've had free reign to do as much exploring and travelling as I like, which I think puts me in such a unique position. I've had the best of everything!

My life has been enriched by every moment here, and I'm heartbroken that it's over. But I am looking forward to everything else to come, and coming back here one day.

See you in Manchester!