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After 15 hours I was finally pulling up the runway to Melbourne Airport. It had been a long flight with a bit of turbulence, plus I was stuck in a window seat after specifically requesting an aisle one. But at 3:30am I headed trought the silver doors into the arms of my best friend and I was finally home.

I had definately grown on this trip (and not just from too many delicious pastries). I learned about myself and how I cope with different situations all whilst exploring the magnificent motherland I had longed to explore. I had seen enough for now but I would be back one day and I new it would be waiting just as I had left it, only a little older.