I’m finally leaving to Australia for a month in July. My dream is coming true !

The last few months I’ve asked myself why do I have this strange attraction to the country down under? Why do I want to go there so badly?

Once I was really thinking about it, I realized that it all started from when my grandparents went on holiday there, they had road tripped all around Australia and I will always remember that when they came back, they gifted me a didgeridoo (that I still have and cherish). I will also always remember the Magnet that my grand mother brought back, Steve Irwin holiding a croc’ in his arms! It’s still on my grandma’s fridge today !

I also realized that throughout my childhood, Australia seemed to keep on coming up in my life. I only realized this in the last year when I figured out that’s where I want to be. I had Australian friends, I have family that live there, i watched Australian series, movies etc.. it’s always been somewhere in my life.

So here I am, 22 years old and wanting to go on an adventure and I think the obvious choice for me was the beautiful country called Australia.