So, here we are. We’ve been looking forward to and counting down the months. Always so far away, and suddenly the day was rapidly approaching.
There was still a lot to take care of. My apartment was emptied and thoroughly cleaned. That’s what happens when “Mr. Clean” isn’t exactly your best friend throughout the year, right? Own fault, lesson learned!
I moved back to “den 108” (my family home), and Ely moved in with his mom. We registered ourselves there again. What followed was a nerve-wracking race against the clock. We didn’t see the neighborhood police officer during the first week. The second week, we were at the seaside. To make a long story short, Ely’s address was only sorted out the day before our departure. We’ve already come to the conclusion that you have to put more effort into making sure everything is in order than the other way around. Strange world sometimes.
The last few weeks were hectic, especially for me. Hectic in my mind, with the necessary dose of chaos added. I don’t need to explain that further, do I? 🙂 Ely often had to bear the brunt of my mood swings. Fortunately, he has the patience of a saint with me.
After moving, we spent a week at the seaside with my family. Intense, like the whole Briand family is, but absolutely fantastic! We enjoyed the relaxation and it was good for me to be close to my family. I love each and every one of them dearly! Gems! Ely’s family also came for a day at the beach. We thought it was important for everyone to meet before we left.
We planned our farewell party. It was a fun, but busy party. We quickly realized that we secretly aren’t meant to be good hosts and give enough attention to everyone. Fortunately, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves!
During the last week, we tried to divide our attention. Some people wanted to see us. Apologies to those we didn’t manage to meet. Note to self: better planning.
Then the big moment arrived. A few more people came to say goodbye. A big thank you to all of them! The entire Briand clan was, of course, there to take us to the airport, and Ely’s mom was also with us. I had already said goodbye to my dear Alizée beforehand, and Ely had one last outing with his brother. As expected, the farewell was very emotional. We love our families dearly, and I especially hope that I won’t be overwhelmed by homesickness.
Meanwhile, we’re on our first flight to Thailand. Just over 2 more hours to go and we’ll arrive in Bangkok. After spending 14 hours in the bustling city, our second flight to Sydney will depart.
What awaits us there is a big question mark. The first week is booked. We’ll see what comes our way. We’re definitely very excited!
See you soon!
X Inez & Ely