We’re here. Down under. Sydney, Australia. I think it’s finally starting to sink in that we’re here. Even as I pulled the door closed for the last time on that dark, empty house back in Salt Lake, I couldn’t quite grasp that we were never going back to our beloved bungalow.
The journey down here was blessedly smooth and easy. Yes, the flight was long, fourteen hours from Los Angeles, but we’ve driven so many miles over the past month that this was a piece of cake. Customs too, was a breeze. We’d heard so many horror stories about how they were going to go through all of our luggage bit by bit and throw away our shoes. No. That doesn’t happen. We declared my three month stock of thyroid medicine and the kefir grains (no dairy products allowed). They had the dog sniff our bags and contico boxes, and sent us on our way.
We did our best to sleep as much as we could on the flight. We left LA Thursday night, and arrived in Sydney on Saturday morning. That missing Friday was weird for just a minute; mostly when I looked at my pill box and thought I’d missed a dose.
We got to the apartment that Adobe is providing us for the first month, freshened up, grabbed a map, and headed to the streets. We had to keep moving in order to stay awake the entire day!
On Sunday, we continued to explore close by, shake off some more jet lag, and get our legs used to walking more than we’re accustomed to. Another horror story we heard in the states was about how much everything was going to cost here. So far, we’ve found it comparable to what we paid for things in the US.
Yesterday was Australia Day. That’s like Fourth of July in the U.S. We spent a wonderful day with our new friends Merrolee and Lindsay, who introduced us to the subway system and showed us around the city a bit.
The first three days here felt like we were on vacation, or I guess I should say “holiday” now. Today, Craig is off to his first day at work, and I’m here at the apartment creating a new routine. It’s starting to feel more real.
Here are a few pics of our new life:
We’re at the Adina Apartment Hotel in Chippendale NSW.
That’s my new kitchen, that as yet still has no real food in it, and the table is my new workspace.
I don’t make the bed as nice as the maids do, but I feel really uncomfortable having maids come clean up after me. The balcony that goes across from the bedroom to the living room – er, excuse me, lounge – is something I’m very comfortable with!
These next few weeks are going to be all about finding a more permanent place to live, settling into a new rhythm, and learning how to shop, drink coffee, speak Aussie, and where to find almond flour. Stay tuned!