Back to where it all began...

Holy fuck is it ever hot in Melbourne.  Totally unexpected but awesome surprise.

So today I caught what was my last domestic flight in this country, from Adelaide to Melbourne.  Three days here, which will be mostly spent drunk/hungover, then back to Canada.

I can't believe all of the things I've done and seen (PANDAS!) in the last few weeks.  And that it's only been WEEKS.  I've done more exciting things in the past few weeks than I have in years.  And I've seen so many things I'll likely never see again (PANDAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!).  And I've had the most terrible thing in my life happen to me, and I still have to go back and deal with that.

I don't know what will be happening or where I will be going from here.  I don't know what things are going to bring, what life is going to throw at me, or where (or if) I'll be travelling to next.

All I know is I'm so happy I came here. The last time I threw everything into a bag and took off on my own was over a decade ago, when I took off to Alberta, and it was about damned time I did something like this again.  I've made some mistakes (leaving a safe in my house, HA!), but I'll know how to do better next time.  Next time... fuck I hate that it will likely have to be later than planned, but it's still going to happen.