So it's been 6 months roughly since i left the UK, I have posted this to give a thank you and shout out for all the people that have made this possible and the people who have shaped my life and planted the idea to travel the world in my concious.
Firstly, obviously I would like the thank my family - Mum, Dad, Nanny, Bampy, Sue (auntie), Terry (uncle), Deb and Richie. Oops, I forgot Lou, my big little sister! All of the above have either given me money or advice to travel. The reason I'm writing this apart from the fact it's been 6 months is because mum and her side of the family sent me a box of pressie's that really made me appreciate how lucky I am to have such an awesome family. In the box was a letter from mum, detailing all the news and pictures of all the family at christmas dinner at my aunties. This was really hard to read, not only because i got really home sick, but because for the last 20 years or so i have been trying to read her awful handwriting. I stared at each photo for at least 2 minutes thinking of all the arguements (espically Lou) and good times I've had with each person in the photo, with that warm comforting feeling knowing that each one of them will be there for more of what I just mentioned when i get back. Next was a little chocolate muffin with a single candle to have as a late, but not under appreciated, birthday cake. Theres a picture of me with me birthday cake below. This is what i'm talking about; family are so thoughtful. If that were the only three things in the box I would have been more than happy! The other presents included were a pair of expensive boxer shorts that i would never bought for my self, and socks - I have bought myself socks since I've been away, but because I've been doing my own washing, and always seem to lose one single sock, it makes his best mate in life useless. I also had three great t-shirts which I am really grateful for. All the presents were wrapped in either christmas or birthday paper, which was a great laugh unwrapping
Dad and Deb came out to Australia last month, but unfortunately I couldn't meet them on their mini round the world trip, because i was working in Tasimania. It was a real shock going from seeing Dad everyday at lunchtime in work, to not seeing him at all. So a thank you and mad love to all the family I would change any of you for the world.
Now a special mention to my adoptive family - the Carters. Every one of them have been so kind and helpful. Obviously to Rebecca for loving me back, and making the last 3 years and over of my life so special, action-packed and amazing. Helen for giving me all that fantastic advice, Wozza and Rachie for being the younger brother and sister I never had, and last but by no means least, Nick for working together with me to keep Rebecca in check; without him I would have taken ages to learn all the tricks to keeping myself in her good books.
Next the great team of mates I have at home, and the people I spend my weekends with in the pub. Every situation you get into when you're away, you find yourself thinking 'I wish one of them was here to give a helping hand', whether it be Bondy to get steaming drunk with when you're down and missing home, to Brogan to say something stupid and make you see everything in a more light-hearted way. I miss you all and wish you were all here to share this experience with.
Now to the people i spent at least 37 hours a week with, the work buddies, and they were definetly the best people I'll ever work with. The DTC was like a home from home. Everyone was there, from the big sister ready to make you laugh, or laugh at you when you say something like 'Britney Spears has been commisioned' (meaning sectioned), to the crazy uncle who gives the type of advice that would make your mum gasp in discust! Both mentioned above know who you are! I really miss going to work, because everyone there was a great person, and we were all achieving amazing things to make the council a better place. I would like to say to everyone still there to keep up the amazing work, and to the people who have left for pastures new, good luck.
The last thank you goes to Tom my travel companion, he's the first and last person I speak to most days and he's always here for me. Thank you for persuading me to come away with you, I hope your as happy traveling with me as I am with you.
I'm over being soppy now, might go and pick a tonne and a half of apples! Peace!!
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J, great summary and so true, you are nothing without family, good friends and a great pair of flip flops (I mean thongs.....damn that Australian slang!). I have finally left the building ('bad times') but won't forget everyone ('good times') and hopefully will see you sometime, somewhere in the future for a drink..........I wish it could be some amazing and new hot country but I fear it may be somewhere less glamorous! Loving your work......loving the blog.....stay safe.........will keep in touch. X (P.S. Thanks for the 'leaving' message)
Ahh that was a lovely read, me and jeff have been reading it getting very tearful! Athough i would like to point out that neither you or nick can keep me in check together or apart, nice try keep dreaming. Missing you. Bx
OK bugger legs- What do you want? We have no money for you, the recession is happening in Wales too you know. We are renting your room to make ends meet-I have however organised a shed for your return (won't be much different to what you got now). Stop trying to win Nan and Bamp over, I am the fave grandchild and am getting your presents too. Nice try but your soppy talk didn't work, it was worth giving it a go though LOU XX
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