Whenever I meet someone new and they find out I’m from Australia, the most common response is ‘oh but Australia is a paradise/so beautiful, why would you ever want to leave there’?
Oh how good it feels to be back in Asia. Though, am I really in Asia?? My time in Sydney was a clear example of procrastination at its finest. I had such high hopes of spending the month productively but what did I achieve? Not much. Just a lot of sleeping.