Leaving Banjos after almost three months
16.12.2014 29 °C
So today is one of those days where my mind is a little bit BAAAAAAAAHHHH!
Not only am I flying to a city which is mourning the loss of two brave residents, after the Sydney cafe siege, but I'm also leaving my beloved Perth.
When Fay and I first arrived our impressions weren't great. The sky was cloudy, (after 36 in Uluru, clouds were alien to us) the hostel was on an industrial estate and for the first time in a long time we needed a jacket.
We've made some amazing friends here, learnt all the important rude words in several languages, got jobs we actually love (eventually) and seen some amazing scenery.
Highlights for me include Rottnest Island, King's Park, cliffjumping, a prison tour, rock climbing, Scarborough Beach (loads better than the UK version), seeing a circular rainbow and of course, the people.
First shouts go to Team Sweden, which kept on growing as the weeks went on. Jakob, Gabby T-Rex, Douglas, Erica, Linda and Emil. You're all mental and special in your own ways and I won't ever forget you.
The Canadians and Americans (they'll hate that they're clubbed together like that, but it's all USA to me haha) Amanda, Eric, Jarad, Yufei and Spencer, the Germans, including my much-loved Christoph who is the nicest person you could ever meet and Kemo, a fairly new friend who I wish I'd met sooner, the craziest English people including the Essex mob, and all the French who sometimes drive me nuts (one in particular), but who certainly know how to drink.
Also a little mention to Chris the crazy Kiwi, Laura who can unite anyone with a lemon and a bottle of tequila, the lovely Italians who have the sexiest accents ever known and everyone else who I'm bound to have missed out along the way.
But pictures speak louder than words, so I've included some of my favourite photos! Enjoy xxx
Chilling by the waterfront, with the remains of Uluru still clearly visible on my shoes! Will never get the orange/red stains out completely.
The day Christine came to Perth! A friend from home hangs out for the day - I manage to show her a park and a shower. haha!
Being mature and posing by a pub which has a rude word in it. Because I can, that's why!
The Awesome Festival. Because Perth IS awesome.
Fay and I on our first big night out in Perth. Champagne and strippers included!
Scarborough Beach. A distinct improvement on the one in the UK.
Jamie, Fay and Douglas in the back of Christoph's car. Because walking is for poor people :-)
Fay and I at the lookout at King's Park. Behind us, Perth stretches for miles. If you squint, I'm sure you'll see our little hostel home in Claisebrook.
Me, Fay and Douglas the Swede. No one looks good in this picture. No one.
Andrea, Me and Douglas and Fay, Eric and Amanda in the reflection. A room nine night out in Northbridge.
That poor blonde girl next to us on the train must have hated us :-)
The cathedral. Incredibly stunning with moving memorials to the Air Malaysia victims (both flights)
Fremantle Prison. Love Freo!
Freo Prison - this time at night. Halloween tour with Fay and Rachael.
Kangaroos on Heirsson Island. Very friendly little fellas.
Kangaroo selfie. Has to be done!
Me and Christoph cycling round Rottnest Island. One of my favouritest days EVER on the West Coast.
A quokka. In the whole world, you can only find them on Rottnest. Look like a cross between a kangaroo and a rat. So so so so cute. And incredibly friendly.
The Christmas tree in the centre of the CBD in Perth. The bright blue sky and 30+ temperatures just don't seem to fit with my English ideals of Christmas.
Gabby, Fay and Jakob. Just a few of the members of #teamsweden
Douglas, me and a very sweet looking Amanda on pre-Northbridge drinks in the courtyard
Me and the sweetest girl you'll ever meet - the lovely Amanda
Me and German Santa (aka Christoph)
Me, Gabby T-Rex and Gary - the staff made Banjos special
Gabby T-Rex doing T-Rex hands.
Me posing with a rat in Northbridge. En route to work. Just coz.
Enzo and German Enzo (aka Gerry). Seriously - they're twins surely?
A blurry pic of the Swedish House Mafia
Me, Laura and her lovely French lover in the courtyard (pre-night out tradition)
German Santa and me again. Seriously, I don't think he ever took it off!
A drag queen performing at Connections. Loved our night out there.
The cliff-jumping team in Freo. L-R Me, Kemo, Adonis, Christoph and Nastasja. English, Kurdish, Belgium, German and Dutch all in the same car.
A scary-looking Britney Spears broke into our room and took Emil's clothes. Seriously, this dude is mental but that's why we love him.
The stud of the hostel, Damien, teaching us about nipple piercings.
Kemo and Me, having drunk four beers, four goons and SEVERAL whiskey and cokes. How am I not dead?
Me and Steph. I believe the candle will be used as part of a memorial service to be held in my honour after I leave.
Just some of the Banjos gang. Not all my friends are in this unfortunately, but a selection. Miss you already peeps!
Bye byes at the airport - a selfie with a Christmas kangaroo's arse! LOL