Wow, that was a fast four weeks. What a blast we had! I have uploaded pics onto facebook so check em out! These are a FRACTION of the photos I took.. and still need to get some from Wayne (like the para sailing pics).
Jet lag kicked our butts last week, and yesterday I was diagnosed with... the flu. You've GOT to be kidding me? So, I was sent home from work, and on the way home my car broke down. What an awesome Monday. Anyways, so new(er) car shopping is now on deck, along with other stuff (the "secret" stuff, that some of your readers know about.... hehe).
Anyways the trip was great. Wayne's grandfather has always given me wise advise... he said to me in private before we left "if you two can survive this trip together, you can survive anything" Which at first KINDA made me nervous to be honest..lol. And while there were times here and there we wanted to kill each other, all in all it was a great trip really. We had packing the car and checking in and out of hotels down to a science. Seriously...we could have gotten golden medals for it. One gentleman even commented after loading the car on my own in less than a minute "I take it you've done this before!" lol. I think the trip really made me realise, and appreciate the fact that the biggest foundation of our relationship is that we were friends for so many years. There were times that we'd be traveling, cutting up, and it seems like you are just on a trip with your best friend. Lucky for me, my best friend is also the man I fell in love with. I really enjoyed it. We could go from cutting and up and giving each other SUCH a hard time, to a nice romantic cute couple that were head over heels in love. What a combo!
Upon arriving back in Perth, I was glad to be home. That does NOT mean leaving America was easy. Saying goodbye to my friends and family was hard, as always. Taking off from Los Angelos I cried the first 30 minutes (or longer) of the flight. Which meant when it was time to sleep, I was OUT (you girls know what I mean... release of estrogen via tears = pure exhaustion!) The night before we left I had a rough night. I stayed in and had a chick night in watching Sweet Home Alabama. Not the greatest movie looking back. "you can't have roots and wings" "when I'm there it fits, but when I'm here, it fits too" totally summed up the trip and I had a lot of tears that night, esp as I made some "goodbye" phone calls. As soon as we were in Kentucky I felt like I was home. As soon as we landed in Perth, I also felt like I was at home. It's simply part of it. You can't combine both worlds. Maybe temporary here and there. But not forever. But at the end of the day, you gotta follow your heart. And my heart is here in Perth. Luckily MOST of my family and friends understand, and respect that.
Anyways, there are tons of things to blog about, but I'm just beat from Mr. FLU bug. I've been up for four hours today and dont anticipate much longer. 32 is kicking my ass. Yeah, turned 32 on Sunday, woke up Sunday morning with my back hurting, and Monday with the flu. Sooo should've skipped this bday!
Until next time....
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