Poor Stevie

the city sunset over me

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.

departure

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.

1 Comment on the city sunset over me

  1. Mary
    January 8, 2011 at 6:41 pm (8 years ago)

    If you see a Qantas jet heading the other way, wave to Andrew.

    It’s kind of funny to realise you save and save for these trips and plan and it’s a big huge deal… and for other people it’s a job.

    See you Monday!

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