It’s the last ever night of our trip, ever. It feels weird. We’re drinking beer and trying not to think about it.
One thing is for sure: I’m definitely not the same girl that left Australia on July 4, 2010.
Photo totally stolen from Julia
My hair is longer, I think I’ve put on a couple of kegs, I threw out those shoes in Greece after finding mould on them and those jeans are now navy blue with a hole in the crotch (I’m wearing them, anyway). Apart from those obvious changes, there a few more subtle differences now that I’ve seen the world, maaaan.