Today over Sydney clouds have gathered, dropping the temperature and bathing the city in an grey glare. They spit light rain down on my shoulders as I walk the town I love. It is strange being back in Australia. The accents are jarring. I feel more comfortable listening to the Canadian across from me than the group of Australians behind me. I get frustrated at the jumbled and crowded sidewalks where no-one seems to know how to walk efficiently. I find it weird to pay the price on the menu, rather than expecting tax or tip.
The town is familiar, sights and sounds raising nostalgia, not just from 10 months ago when I started my Odyssey, but from years ago when I lived here. The roads I used to walk, the bars I used to drink at, the stores I used to frequent all remind me of good times, and the memories wrap me like a warm blanket.
It was just last week that I felt a horrible apprehension about coming home. I feared the large debt that awaits me and the thought of work, but today I feel excited and elated. In a few hours I should be stepping foot into Perth Airport and heading back to Glen Forrest. I am looking forward to seeing my family again, and to see my friends. I cant wait to see my dogs, my car, and my guitar. I want to rock out on my xbox, drop the burden of my backpack from my shoulders and sleep in my own bed.
Soon to bed, soon, but just one more bit of travel left.
welcome home tiger, we’ve missed you.
October 22nd, 2009 at 10:56 pm