Back to reality

I arrived at London Heathrow early on Friday, June 1. The flight was okay and I’ve decided British Airways is better than Jetstar but not as good as Qantas. When we landed, we were asked to remain seated, and some police officers came and took away the two men sitting on my left, who had seemed like nice blokes. I waited for Dad in the arrivals area, and I didn’t have to wait long before he came and drove me home.

The jetlag was definitely worse on the way back than the way out. Yesterday, I fell asleep at 4pm. I’m missing the warm weather (even Melbourne seemed warm compared to here) but I’m not missing hostel life. I’m relieved that I’m back in one piece, and so is my stuff, particularly my camera, netbook and phone. The only things I lost were my socks, on the beach at Byron Bay, and my phone charger, which I left in Melbourne, and that’s not bad at all. It’s going to be a while before I can afford to go on holiday again, but I know that I’ve done more in the last three and a half months than some people do in a lifetime. I’m looking forward to returning to Exeter at the weekend, seeing my friends, finding a new job and starting a new chapter of my life.

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