My visa for Oz runs out in July, but that doesn't mean the adventure ends there....
16.05.2015 18 °C
So July 27 is the fateful date. It is the day I leave Australia after exactly one year of amazing travel adventures.
That's 72 days to enjoy the last few weeks of Sydney and save as much cash as I can.
When I first started this blog, I assumed I'd do Thailand on the way out to Oz, Bali on the way back, and that would pretty much put an end to my time as a traveller.
But a strange thing happens when you start living like a nomad - you actually start to like it.
I've been in Sydney five months now and I'm already getting itchy feet and feel ready to move on. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I'm yearning for the next adventure round the corner.
I can't believe that it has been 307 days since I waved goodbye to my loved ones at Manchester Airport and bid farewell to the UK. What is even more astonishing is that it'll have been 18 months of being away until I see it again.
I've now booked my planes for the next few months and they begin with a three month stint in New Zealand.
I went to Auckland in April and I was madly in love with it as soon as I got there. So many quirky different shops, stunning scenery and amazing islands to visit. All with the impending sense of doom that any day a volcano could erupt - it certainly makes you live for the moment.
I'm already compiling a list of things I'm excited to do there including Hobbiton, a zip wire, swimming with dolphins and seeing how the locals live. Of course, all this will have to fit around a job, as I'll be needing one pretty much as soon as I arrive.
I'll be there until early December, before catching a plane to Bali - the place I have dreamed about ever since I saw and read Eat, Pray, Love. (If you're female and are thinking about travelling, this will sway you).
I'm so excited to scuba dive sunken statues, make friends with monkeys in Ubud, watch sunsets over beautiful beaches and see rice fields laid out for miles.
I can't believe I have waited this long to go and cannot WAIT to see it.
After Bali I'll spend a few days in Singapore. My mum was born there so I feel like it is some sort of rights of passage that I visit. I'm taking recommendations for this one as I have to admit I don't know too much about the place. But it is another tick off the bucket list and I'm sure it will be an exciting adventure.
After that I'll be home in time for Christmas - my first Christmas back with the family after missing out in 2014. I was going to do the whole "flights are too expensive, I can't make it home" gag and then turn up unannounced to surprise the family, But mum made me promise I'd be home for Christmas and I didn't want her upset for six months thinking I wasn't coming back. (In all honesty, I think she would have chartered a jet and dragged me home by the scruff of my neck if she had to).
So there you go - plans for the next few months.
Still more booking to do though - in January I'll fly back out to New Zealand to see the south island and finish my visa there. Then who knows? I'll definitely want to see some more places on my way back home to the UK.
I'll be 32 by the time I get back and in desperate need of a job, house and possibly a boy. Otherwise I might have to get ten cats and lots of woolly jumpers.
But that's another year away yet - plenty more places to see.
I read a great quote the other day which I think perfectly sums up everything I now believe in.....
I travel because life is short, and the world is big.