It’s been over a month since my last post, but I honestly don’t know where all the time has gone. I’m coming up to the 2 month mark on what I’m beginning to realise is an extremely short trip. I would used to say that I wanted to stay for a whole year, but now I am really beginning to feel this way. With two more mid-semester quizzes to go, another two weeks and I will be having my final exams. Being a student tourist is a whirlwind ride, but an amazing and eye opening experience at that. Although my travels aren’t over just yet, I can see the end of the rollercoaster. Before I know it I will again be sweltering through another Sydney summer.
If the past two months are anything to go by, I have affirmed many of the thoughts and feelings I have about myself. Having heard stories of people who went overseas and ended up bawling to parents back home, I was, at least, in the back of my mind, prepared for some homesickness. To the contrary, my assessment of myself as being an apt independent individual was not far fetched, after all. Even after some bungles whilst abroad, I think my parents knew that I could be independent and don’t have to call everyday to see if I haven’t lost my passport yet. Although my parents are not by any means controlling, I do enjoy the freedom of living by myself. Living at home is great – you save money, have food on the table and don’t pay the bills (well, some do!). But I feel that, especially at my age, that is perhaps too comfortable. Being a student without a full-time job is perhaps one of the best times to move out. You are charged with a number of responsibilities (bills, household chores, cooking, cleaning, the lot) and get to learn a lot about the people who you may end up living with. No doubt, there is no way a 19 year old can afford to move out (with their own money) in Sydney, but I digress. I do plan to utilise and maximise my time at home, though, when I am back. Most probably, I will be at home for another 2 years (for 3rd year and honours). After that, I think I would want to revert to being a student tourist again (because, why not?).
The idea of returning to London (or the UK) for a postgraduate degree has been at the midfront (between forefront and back?) of my mind since I decided to come here in the first place. In some ways, my semester abroad would be a taster of what the academics, lifestyle, culture and weather, among other things, were like in the UK. Whilst there is an intangible appeal that London has, Sydney will probably always be home. Even if I were to become a foreign national, I would always retain my Australian passport. London takes all the cakes for being the ‘top’ city in the world for X Y and Z, but perhaps it is only a city on my path, and not the destination. Ideally I would want to explore as much the world has to offer before finding a place to settle. In any case, I will be back to visit my flatmates at least, in the foreseeable future, and to look into whether I really want to return for further study.