Not so Lucky 13
We have 13 days left in Melbourne. We're at the point where we bring up at least once a day how many days we've got left in this sunburnt country. This is the first time in my life where I've said, "But...I don't want to leave". When I ride the trams I look out the window and observe every person and every shop that passes by to create the perfect mental picture. When I wake up in the morning, I take a moment to listen to the rest of the building waking up and the city coming to life outside the window. I think about evenings with out Tim Tams, breakfasts without perfectly toasted and buttered crumpets and nights without the scurrying sounds of Citrus and Sofia as they dash about in their bed of woodchips.
Yesterday I woke up and though to myself as I lay in bed staring out the window, "Quite soon I'm going to wake up under a mosquito net...far, far away from this eggcrate lined king-sized bed in a room designed for a double bed. Far, far away from friends, the familiar streets of Melbourne and this wonderful city we've come to call home".
I'm beyond excited about the new adventures that El Salvador holds, but at the same time I feel like I'm going through the motions of some sort of potentially messy break-up. We're breaking up with Melbourne and it's starting to hurt.
What is the best cure for a broken heart? Time, I suppose.
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That's neat. My partner Will is just about done with his thesis as well, "Examining the democratic system that exists in El Salvador, why they exist and different solutions revolving around how to make the transition from authoritarianism to democracy". Hence our new jobs as municipal developers where we're meant to promote transparency during this transition period. I'm sure Will will be interested in what your paper about, that's not my area of expertise, but it sounds interesting.
We're arriving in Washington on June 5th, but we don't have the exact time yet. SATO travel hasn't responded yet....
Yeah, feeling. A roller coaster is what it is :)
Saludos
Adrianna R.
Don't worry... you'll get over it the moment you're on the plane and the journey is truely started. For now, you ONLY feel the loss without the excitement of adventure. It'll reverse the moment you board the plane.
Cheers!
Beav'
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