I arrived back in the states at approximately 7:30am in Los Angeles. But the trip all the way back home for me was not over. See, I am one of the few Syracuse locals who has also chosen to attend our beloved Syracuse University. That being said, I was to endure two more flights and their accompanying layovers before finally stumbling through my own front door in New York at 8:30pm later that day. But that was honestly the least of my worries. Even after arriving at LAX, I could not believe that we had actually taken off from Brisbane International Airport earlier (actually later) that same morning! I felt as though I would wake up and be at some new destination back in Australia. As much as I know all good things must come to an end, I wish the ending to this trip had been delayed at least a little bit longer. I was just beginning to look left then right while crossing the street, getting used to ordering a "long black" in place of a black coffee every morning, waking up to the sound of crashing waves and running on the same sands those swells drifted back to the sea from, and thinking that spotting koalas and kangaroos from the bus window was an everyday occurrence and no big deal. Oh, and last but not least replacing "good morning" and "sorry" with "g'day" and "no worries". As I write this I am beginning to feel the effects that waking up one day at 3pm one day and 3am the next has on a person, and words start to come a little slower. What I'll end this post with is a thank you to the faculty and Craig who put up with us kids for almost 3 weeks, the professors and speakers that took time out of their lives to talk to us, and Australia for being simply incredible, and I'll see you again soon, I promise.
Laurin
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