I am pretty excited. Actually, I feel like a 12 year old girl.
Here I am sitting on a train traveling. Yes, a train. Yes, for traveling. I'm headed to Sydney from Canberra.
When I was a young girl I used to read books with settings that required the heroine to travel away from her home via the train. I can actually even visualize the books I would read with these train rides.
Of course the rides were never detailed in the books, but always taking the girl to/from the train station.
I imagine now that my travels (4.5 hours) are a bit different. I was surprised to hear that we would be stopping at various places along the way. I don't know why. Makes sense. But honestly, I guess I never really think about things. I really need to work on that.
Expectations that I don't even realize I have are kind of shocking when I realize the they are there. I guess, I just expected to head straight to Sydney. Everyone traveling here was going to the same place as myself. Oops, wrong.
Anyway, here I am in 'First Class' for $55 dollars. I have a shit ton of leg room and a table in front of me. I have a window view I see the towns passing me by then farms, then towns. Over and over.
It's raining at the moment, don't be surprised, this is the story so far of Australia. Really. The grass is green. The sun has set and it's dusk. I'm jamming to my tunes on my iPad or iPod, depends on what I'm doing at moment. When blogging, its the pad. When perusing a magazine or just thinking, I'm on the pod. I have Cosmo with g-spot GPS and Beyonce on the front. A fluorescent pink. Her dark skin is a beautiful contrast on the pink. Kudos to the designer for that.
I have a fruit salad, my protien bar and water beside my pen and paper on my table. There are no areas to play chess or bridge, as I always thought there would be on long train rides. The food bar is right in front of me smelling of meat pies and coffee.
They seats are a splashed blue and red and cream. If you've even been on a tour bus, you know exactly what the 'splash' is. It seems that every form of large public transport buy their fabric from the 'splash retro 80's, but trying to be neutral' store.
We're passing a golf course as I type this and it has a farm on one side, the train tracks on the other. It's not like the courses in the States that are big and round. This is long and rectangle. Maybe the farmer wouldn't sell his land? Who knows.
There is hardly anyone in first class, which just seems ridiculous to me. There were tons of people in the station, and only ten or so of us here with all this leg room for what $30 more? I can't see any reason not to travel back here. Lol
Anyway, just like long plane flights I have been thinking, which is never good when I have so much time on my hands.
I realize I have been to over half of the worlds continents. I want to finish and visit the last three.
My travels will continue after I head north to Cairnes to
Singapore
Italy
Greece
Amsterdam
London
New Zealand
Fiji
Bali
Japan
Guam
Nigeria
Kenya
Gautamala
Costa rica
India
And a cruise around Antartica
The last one excites me to no end. Hmmmm- it's going to take some planning. I know this. But I'm excited. I have said I'm not done traveling and Australia is boring me a bit.
I thought maybe I'd settle down here and try to pick up the pieces of my life, but I'm don't any to. Why should I? Erion isn't here yet, I have six months to cross these places off my list.
Here's the thing though, I would love to have a travel partner. I want that a lot.
But I'm slowly giving up this idea. At this moment, I'm okay knowing I won't have someone to share these travels with. I'll meet some friends in some of these places.
I have friends in London, Singapore, south Korea, Africa, amsterdam, and I always have rach for south America.
Yes, I love this idea. I have the next week to sit on the idea though. Won't be heading anywhere for a while considering I have four days in Sydney, three or so in Brisbane, three in airlie beach, and ten in Cairnes.
In the meantime, I'll continue my plan with looking for apartments and getting a job.
Xoxoxoxo
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