Last night was my farewell party. Unfortunately, being december, i had to share the occasion with Santa and the annual christmas party thrown, as per tradition, by my Tbar gang. Not ideal - as we all know i quite like to be the centre of attention myself and don't particularly like to have to share it with an old bearded fat men. As it turned out it was a merely a nod to the holiday and mainly a farewell to me which, thankfully for all, kept my ego happy.
Following his love for a good party (and possibly just a few hints from me....literally just a couple i swear) my BFF, landlord, weekend housemate, gorgeous 'date' to events and partner in drinking crime, Stace, organised the event - pulling together my nearest and dearest to send me happily and drunkenly on my merry way. A word about this particular 'near and dear' if I may....despite only knowing eachother a relatively short time, Stace has been by my side through a great deal of thick and thin over the past 18 months - you know that type of friendship where you wonder how on earth you got through life to the point where you met without the other - this is it (at least from my end...!) He is my drinking buddy, a sounding board, my most honest critic and my comedian...i love him to death and am not quite sure how i'll get round the world without him (quite honestly!)Thanks for the party stace!
another big shout out to my yanky cowboy buddy shad and his gorgeous irish girlfriend, laura who made the trip up from Sydney for the occasion. Again this, my 'american boy' (along with stace) has been my saviour more often than i can count over the months, especially when i first came back from England - there with a great deal of vodka and music max and always a laugh in the flat over betros. I miss him and laura like crazy and was so pleased to party on with them like old times.
others managed to leave the relative warmth of brisneyland for rainy old tbar and i felt so very spoilt. i did miss some that couldn't make it last night...but on the whole i was there with my favourite aussies et al....what a send off!
I know it's only 4 months but 'missing' people can be relative - we might not see eachother every day - or even every week - but sometimes when you're a million miles away the time seems longer.
A nod to my current everyday life as i celebrate a return to the old....the weeks have been flying by as I prepare for the trip. I'm now slightly less wise as my 'checkup' trip to the dentist turned into an unplanned surgical extraction. I have spent more time talking to mortgage brokers, travel agents and banks than i care to count and have, somehow, pulled it all together to the point where i can get on that plane with hardly a care, have a glass of wine, watch a movie and jet my way to the other side of the world.
The adventures begin...
Till next time...
xx
Ummm, *blushing* lol...travel safe and have a blast, love ya guts!! The landlord xoxo
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