Which is what, for no readily discernible reason, I shall call Australia.
Yes, I back at home, and have discovered that I do not enjoy extreme heat as much as I thought I did in the middle of a British winer, and that you can indeed go home although things tend to be different. Which raises of course the immortal question: have they changed or have I?
I have been back for nearly two months and am: weeks away from getting my licence (!!!), halfway through my course that will see me admitted to the practice of law, working as a waitress again (see? you really can't run from your fate) and settling in to my old life again quite nicely, although I am already planning another escape.
Yes, I feel my time back here in Perth will be short lived. Much as it's nice to hang out with my parents and friends, I think once the course is done I may move back to the UK. Perhaps not the most intellectual move, seeing as there as few jobs there and I just spent a load of money moving myself and all my belongings back around the globe but there it is. What can I say? I'm home sick :)
