7.05.2009

American Love

So I’m home! And it’s a bit weird to write that. I’ve been putting off writing this last post and ending this blog because I’ve been so busy but also because Australia just feels kind of like a dream at this point. It feels SO good to be home and feels a LOT longer than just a week since I flew back.


The day we left, we spent the day downtown getting last minute things and packing up everything. I packed my bag (which was so full and trashed that it threatened to burst every time it moved… getting to the airport was quite an ordeal to say the least). I spent the last night at the apartment exchanging pictures and hanging out with each other. Lauren and Emma and I all had to be at the airport early on Saturday morning so it didn’t make sense for us to go to bed when we had to get up at 4 to catch the Greyhound into Brisbane so it was kind of an all-nighter.

The bus/train rides to the airport were uneventful, but saying goodbye to Emma while she flew to Hong Kong while Lauren and I flew to LA was sad. Surprisingly, I stayed up for most of the 13 hour flight watching the in-flight movies (I heart Qantas). Lauren and I arrived in LA, more excited than EVER to be back on American soil. We split up at baggage claim because she had to run to her next flight. :( It’s so bizarre to think that the people I spent nearly every day with this past semester are not at home with me. I bought a magazine (less than $8!) and some lunch and waited for my connecting flight to Detroit. Meanwhile, I’ve been awake for God knows how long and it’s only Saturday morning in the States, yet I wasn’t tired. I took a short nap on the flight to MI and arrived to my parents waiting for me at baggage claim. It was SO good to see them after having been away for what felt like years, and not months. One of my friends from high school was getting married that night so I made a short stop at her reception before I went home. I thought I would be crashing by this point but jet leg didn’t hit and never did, thankfully. Oh to be young.


This past week has been jam packed with catching up with friends and basically just going where everyone tells me to. :) Our basement was flooded a few days before I got back so my stuff still isn’t unpacked and everything I own is basically just sitting in our now dry basement while I wait to repaint my room. I leave tomorrow to help staff for a middle school Christian conference so it might be awhile until my life settles down a bit to what is ‘normal’.


So you've come to the end of my blog- I really loved writing it for you guys and appreciate all your interest and prayers about my trip. It was an experience I’ll never forget. I met some great people that have become dear to my heart and saw and did so many things that I will probably never have the opportunity to do again. If you ever get down to AUS or NZ, let me know! Love you all!

6.25.2009

Leaving on a Jet Plane

So it’s here. My last day in Toowoomba, AUS. It really hasn’t hit me at all that I will be leaving here for good in less than 12 hours. The last few days have consisted of me taking exams (I’m done!), packing (not quite done) and hanging out with friends here. Lauren and I discovered that we have the same Qantas flight from Brisbane to LA tomorrow morning so we are getting pretty excited for our in-flight movies and TimTams while flying across the Pacific.

Today was spent pawning off my bike (cha-ching) while Daniel got a tattoo of the Southern Cross on his wrist (don’t worry Mom, no one else got one…) Tonight should be fun as we are celebrating everyone’s last nights in Toowoomba.

This has got to be short because 1.) I still have to finish packing and 2.) any worthwhile stories I can tell you in person soon enough! I think I calculated out the time and with all the crazy time differences, I have some 30+ hours of traveling ahead of me. GREAT.

One thing that I would greatly appreciate are your prayers for my friend Alex. He had to leave AUS early on Wednesday night because he found out that his Dad was sick and has metastatic cancer. We haven’t heard anything yet, but your thoughts and prayers would be great.

I can’t wait to see all of you and to be back in the good ole USA.
Much Aussie love, Stephanie

6.21.2009

Bittersweet Symphony

I literally cannot believe I have less than one week here. Seriously, I can’t wrap my mind around it. I think it’s the weather that’s been messing me up. My internal seasonal clock wants to break out the Christmas wrapping and holiday cheer because that’s what I usually want to do when it gets cold for too long. But instead, I have to constantly remind myself that everyone at home is still in flops and bathing suits. Two things that have been buried in my closet for several weeks.


Last Saturday was my last day at the Breath which was probably the saddest part of it all. I loved working there and the people were just so great. Occasionally, on weekend nights, someone will dress up in the blindingly bright pink pig suit and wave/take pictures with the kids. I’ll give you one guess as to who was the lucky girl that got to do it Friday night. That’s right. And I loved every minute of it. Saying bye to everyone on Saturday was bittersweet and I left with several gifts/Hog’s Breath paraphernalia. :)

So lately, I’ve been thinking about things that I’ve wanted to do in Australia before I left and I was mentally going through the list. Visit Sydney and walk the bridge? Check. Swim in the Pacific (from the other side)? Check. Learn to surf? Check. See a kangaroo? Check. Eat kangaroo? Now that one had not been done. But it just so happened that my friend Steffen had bought some and cooked it up for his dinner the other night, so he let me try a piece. And so now I can officially say I’ve tried kangaroo. In all honesty, it wasn’t anything special, and if you hadn’t told me, I probably wouldn’t have known. But it still kind of made my day.

Another noteworthy thing that made my day was the amazing package filled with cookies that my grandparents sent me! I mean really, what is more exciting than getting a box full of Grandma’s cookies all the way on the other side of the world? Not much.


While the Aussie accent doesn’t really faze me anymore, I still can’t get over certain words. Here are some new ones for you:
Sunnies= sunglasses
Mozzies= mosquitos
Rellies= Relatives
Pushy= A bike (specifically my hot pink Southern Star that I’m currently trying to sell)
Bickies= Biscuits (like cookies)

I probably shouldn’t be writing this post right now instead of studying for my exam that I have later today, but someone’s gotta inform of you all of the life down under. I miss you all SO much and will see many of you in less than a week!!

6.15.2009

A Movie Script Ending

Last week there was frost on the ground. Actual frost. And at the moment, my heater is on full blast. Not exactly how you picture Australia, huh? Everyone thinks its sun and surf all year round here… not quite the case. The one perk about it being this cold, however, is that people have taken pity on me at work and have been offering me rides. So I’m not complaining. Speaking of work, I’m actually starting to get really sad about leaving The Breath. While the biking to and fro isn’t my favorite, I have really liked my job there and love the people I’ve gotten to work with. So it’s all starting to get bittersweet in some ways.

Although I will tell you, finals are over in less than 2 weeks and that’s looking pretty good. Pretty much my life has resorted to studying the 4 subjects I’m taking here inside and out now that classes have ended. Work finishes up this weekend and all that’s left is the 4 exams! It’s a bit crazy in a way: I’ve been envisioning going home and imagining what it will be like for so long and now when I think of something from home, it just seems so close. For example, I discovered this candy place in the mall here that specializes in American candy (for our Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup and peanut butter M&M cravings). They also sell Pop Tarts. For $11. Ridiculous. I don’t even like Pop Tarts that much, but knowing that I could have one in 12 days if I wanted to (for free since our house is usually stocked) puts a smile on my face. Not much else is going on here, besides the work, the studying, the cold, and the mental countdown I have going until I get home to America!

Also, although I have not developed the Aussie accent, as hoped, I have picked up some slang. It’s actually in my vocabulary, not just words I think are funny. I found myself saying “how you going?” the other day without even realizing it. So you may hear me say that, among other words such as “heaps”, “whinging”, and “feral”, all of which are in my every day vocabulary. (whinging= whining and feral= disgusting/trashy. Similar to how my mother uses the word “skanky”). :)

6.08.2009

Tension is a Passing Note

So the countdown has begun. It starts to become real once you realize there’s less than 20 days. Life here is… well… let’s just say I’m anxious about coming home.

Work is coming to an end. Although not before they max out my student visa work limitations, it seems. I have a full week of Hog’s Breath in front of me and I KNOW I’ve been working there too long when I saw the first person I actually knew there last week. It’s kind of like working at the Dexter DQ, where every other person you know is someone you went to high school with, except it was weird because I don’t really live here. Anyhow, it’s keeping me busy and is somewhat of a nice distraction from studying. My last class is tomorrow (!) and then finals start next Wednesday. Finals are really stretched out over here, so I have one every 3 days which makes it slightly less overwhelming.

This weekend was pretty chill and just involved Trina and I watching the OC and baking cakes (for all of you who don’t already know, I have become quite the domestic goddess, you just wait and see). But now, it’s time to finish off the week. The weather has gotten cooler already and while it’s not raining anymore like it did all last week, I’m ready to start putting my shorts and dresses in my suitcases already and am missing my Uggs.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for everyone’s grad parties that I missed- you know I would be there if I could! Also- happy 25th to Mom and Dad and I hope you had fun in Mackinaw!

5.31.2009

Brighter Than Sunshine

I really can’t describe to you in this post how much I LOVE the city of Sydney. I had somewhat forgot how great it was from my first weekend, or just credited it to the fact that it was the first place I’d been in AUS, so naturally I would have loved it. But seriously, it is a fantastic place and my weekend there was SO fun.

I left everyone in Toowoomba and started my travels down there. There were some bumps along the way; such as the fact that I lost my boarding pass in the airport. But luckily, security in domestic flights here is nothing like over in the States. I’m pretty sure that was the only time I ever had to show my ID all weekend. So I arrived in the Sydney airport and caught a train (how convenient that a public transportation system would run past 5 PM) to Macquarie University where some of my friends are studying abroad at. I stayed at my friend Rachel’s apartment and we went to this party her friends were having. It was so cool because their whole apartment complex was filled with Americans that were in the exact same boat that we were, so it was all really fun. The next morning, she had an internship to go to downtown, so we both caught the train down there, where she left for work and I left to check into my hostel and explore the city. I didn’t do anything too eventful that day but I remember feeling slightly overwhelmed at all the places I wanted to go and all the restaurants I wanted to eat in and that I only had slightly less than 2 days to do it all in.

If you can recall all the way back to my first AUS post, the group I studied abroad with was CIS. There were about 8 of us students, our leader, Kym, and her son Scott and we all stayed in Sydney our first weekend. Kym was down for the weekend guiding another group, and Scott and his friend Andrew came down as well. One of the CIS guys who studies in Melbourne came up too, with some of his friends who were visiting him from Boston, so it was a mix of totally random strangers that made up for a really fun reunion. So anyways, Rachel and I wanted to see Kym while she was in town, so we went with Scott and Andrew and met up with Kym for dinner. After that, we went and had drinks with some of Rachel’s friends from the night before at Darling Harbour, but because it was so rainy and cold, the night ended short.

This probably worked out for the best, seeing as how I wanted to get up early to see all of Sydney. Now, I hate being touristy, but I pretty much did every tourist thing you could do in Sydney. I started the day walking through Hyde Park (after eating breakfast at this awesome French bakery) and made my way through the Botanical Gardens to the Opera House. The views of the bridge from the Opera House were awesome and so I walked along Circular Quay to get the starting point of the Sydney Harbour Bridge. The weather forecast for the weekend was rainy, but it held off for most of the day and would only drizzle off and on, which made my walk along the bridge much more enjoyable. I didn’t actually walk up over top of the bridge (that costs major bucks and time, neither of which I had) but walking across it as a pedestrian was still SO cool. On the other side at Milson Point, there isn’t much to do, but I did get to see Luna Park (which couldn’t help remind me of ‘Our Lips Are Sealed’) and just as I was waiting for the ferry, a rainbow appeared right over the Opera House. Awesome.

After taking the ferry boat back (McDreamy?), I walked through Circular Quay to get to the Rocks, which is this cool district near the bridge with all these little shops and a weekend market with awesome stuff for souvenirs. I took a detour on the way back to the hostel, so that I was able to see Darling Harbour in the daylight without the pouring rain. After basically walking for 6 hours, I was tired and wet so I chilled out at the hostel until I was supposed to meet up with everyone for dinner.

Eight of us ended up going out to dinner at this Irish pub which was really close to both Scott and my hostels, before finishing the night at Scubar. It was awesome because Scubar (this funky little bar in Sydney if you ever get to go) was where we all hung out our first weekend there, so it was only natural that our Sydney reunion would end there as well. It was sad to leave everyone that night knowing I probably wouldn’t see most of them again, but unfortunately, I had to go back to Toowoomba.

The next day brought Sunday and a bunch of people had told me that while I’m in Australia, I should check out Hillsong church. So I got up the next morning and took the free shuttle over there. Definitely not a decision I regret. It kind of reminded me of EPIC at Northridge and was a good way to end my whirlwind trip of Sydney. After taking the train back to Sydney (public transportation running on Sunday was also a new concept compared to Toowoomba), I caught my flight back up to Brisbane to take the TT coaches back. And who should I meet at the shuttle station besides Michelle and Casey, some friends from Student Village! I guess I should’ve known… we all try and get out of Toowoomba on the weekends as much as possible… so we rode TT coaches back and arrived here at last.

Sydney was a blast and if I could come back and visit anywhere in Australia, it would be that magical city. The people are awesome, the views are amazing, and it’s just so iconic, that everywhere you go, it feels special. So now, I have 5 days of classes left and then 2 weeks of exams. It’s all pretty spread out, so I’m not feeling too overwhelmed (yet). Two of my friends, Daniel and Lauren are doing their nursing clinical in Mitchell (this small town about 5 hours west) so Trina and I are making plans to bake/watch movies while she does hers here at the Toowoomba hospital.

I’m still working (only 3 more weeks of it left though!) and counting down the 27 days until I get to arrive back in the good ole USA. I hope everyone is enjoying the summer weather (I’m super jealous) and awaiting my arrival… hahaha….

5.25.2009

Time Turned Fragile

So it has been far too long since I’ve last updated; I don’t even know where to begin. It might be a bit jumbled, but I believe I left off at the semi…

Semi-Formal was a few weekends ago, and so everyone from my dorm got dressed up in “Fairy Tale” theme and went. I arrived and felt like I was at a Halloween party, seeing as how everyone got really into it. I guess Halloween isn’t big down here, so this is their excuse to get all dressed up. I went as a fairy and enjoyed a nice meal with all the people from my dorm; they had an after party later that night in the dining hall with dancing, and by midnight, I was out. But the whole thing was really fun.

Classes have been…. Meh. But I was thinking about it, and after this week, I have roughly 7 more days of class and then finals! Finals stretch out for 2 weeks here so I’m planning on studying my butt off to make up for…. Well, I don’t want to say “lack of work” that I’ve done here, but…

In other news, Trina, Lauren, and I decided that it would be a good idea to go on a cleanse detox. Whether it WAS a good idea, I have yet to decide. Basically, the Master Cleanse involves drinking a bunch of salt water in the AM, this lemon juice/water/syrup/cayenne pepper mixture throughout the day, and tea at night. With no food. We started on Tuesday, and the cleanse is supposed to last for 10 days. Now, I know myself well enough that 10 days without food was just not going to happen, so I shortened it to 5. We were all going pretty strong… until Day 4. And then we crashed. But I will tell you: my mood has never changed so fast as when I first ate that sandwich after 4 days of nothing but this mixture that basically tasted like sour lemonade sweetened with syrup. I was elated. It was definitely… an experience, I will say that.

Work has been going well- nothing new to report there. But it is slowly starting to hit me that I will be home in less than 5 weeks. And that thought excites me. Don’t get me wrong, AUS (and NZ) have been awesome, but it will be so good to be home again. Also, the fact that everyone from home is out of school and tanning by the pool, while I am here with my heater turned on as it gets perpetually colder, kind of makes me jealous. I was so excited that I was leaving the snow for sun that I didn’t even think about the way home. Last week, it rained for most of the week. Now, I love rainy days, but when you can’t eat and you’re supposed to be in the sunniest place on earth, getting up to walk through the wind to class is not appealing.

This past weekend was basically spent living at my friends’ apartment. Daniel was scubadiving in Cairns for the weekend so the girls pushed the mattresses together and we had OC watching marathons (with our rediscovered love of food). The girls also could have had a bake sale with how much food they baked one night. But now, I have to do work and get everything organized before I leave for Sydney. I leave on Thursday and I have no idea what I’m going to be doing there once my plane arrives. But I’m sure I will have a blast catching up with people from the CIS (the study abroad program I went through).

I will be putting up pictures of my life recently soon and will update about the wonderful city of Sydney when I get back. I’m sure I forgot a lot of things to write on this blog, but that will just give you another post to look forward to… :)