Dear 2010. I lost you. I lost you somewhere crossing the date line between Hawaii and Australia. We didn't even get to say goodbye. No send off with a big kiss and a glass of bubbly, just an airplane full of people. I am leaving behind in Kauai family, friend, friends who became family, and a little piece of my heart in the warm island waters.
I departed in my usual fashion which means a whirlwind of stress and disorganization. I still haven't sold my truck, nor shut down my P.O. Box. Hey, if anyone wants to buy an island truck mine has a small forest growing out of the rust. Check out the picture! Once again I somehow fit all my worldly possessions into a backpack, board bag and guitar case. I am fearful that my board bag is bursting at the seams. It looks like it's pregnant. Four surfboards got left behind, casualties of baggage charges. Picking two out of six was like choosing which children to keep.
I have been in Sydney for a few days now staying with some family friends. They are giving me Aussie lingo lessons as I seem to have forgotten my native vocabulary. Thongs are flip flops, a rubbish bin is the trash can, a sweater is a jumper and for goodness sake it's a petrol station not a gas station! Then there is the whole being on left side of the road. My dad tells me to be very careful crossing the road as I will look the wrong way and get run over. Just wait until I start driving again..... haha. I'm going to stick a post-it note on my steering wheel saying "stay on the left"! A few days ago I ate my first meat pie in two and a half year. It was great. The highlight of staying at my friends house though is the wildlife. Every morning I feed the native birds and every night a really cute possum visits and we feed it fruit cake. Yesterday I went to see the Sydney Opera House, the bridge and an amazing interactive sculpture set up just next to the Opera House.
On Friday I get the pleasure of attending my first Russian Christmas here too which I imagine involves good food and lots of vodka! The only thing I'm missing is waves. It has been weeks and weeks since I've surfed and I'm starting to feel it. But that is nothing a trip down to Margaret River can't fix when I return home to Western Australia in a few days. Aloha Australia... It's good to be back!
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