Sunday, 12 February 2012

Australian slang and all its wonder

Shortly after arriving here I realized there was a lot of slang!... and that is probably the worlds biggest understatement. Every object here seems to be a cognate, you can tell what they mean but there not using the words you use. Here are just some of the more common slang words:
Bathers=Bathing suit
Thongs=Flip flops
Sunny's=Sun glasses
Cheese toasty=Grilled cheese
Daggy=Nerdy looking
Rashy=Rash guard
Chips=French Fries
They also use a ton of phrases such as: "good on ya!" "g'day" and "blimey". Also everyone here has a nickname. The rule of thumb is that if your name is greater than 1 syllable its shortend to 1 syllable. So, Fiona=Fee and Lara=Lars. But if your name is only one syllable then it becomes more than 1 syllable. So, Eve=Evey and Sue=Suesy. Its confusing at first but I swear, it does kinda make sense. Its like learning a whole other language and I realized just how much slang we have from Boston too. The first time I said "Oh thats wicked sick!" I got some pretty strange looks but I'm sure I gave them the same look the first time I heard thongs instead of flip flops. But after living here for about my first month I would say ive got most of the lingo down and Im no longer at tourist status.

Monday, 6 February 2012

The two week mark

       Today marks 2 weeks that ive been in australia, but it only feels like its been a few days. Somtimes I realize just how far away I am from everything when things arent going great here and I dont have my close friends and family to rely on, but a majority of the time I get to take it all in and be like in australia!!! The short time I have already spent here has opened my eyes. I never realized just how big the world was. Sure you can look at a map and pick out places you would want to spend your next holiday but if you really think about it, the world is amazing. What seems like a few inches on a map can mean the difference between 90 degrees and 20 degrees, or whether you'll be tanning or skiing. Well in my case...definetly not skiing. But the thought of that blows my mind. Theres so many places you can go and each one is so different! After doing countless google searches and talking to other exchange/international students, I definetly want to see the world! I hope that this trip is only the begining of many exchanges i'll be doing in the future. Maybe a gap year before college or maybe a semester abroad while in college, maybe both! Whatever the case I want to travel and see the world from all its different perspectives.

Saturday, 4 February 2012

The Arrival

     I was so releaved to finally meet my family at the airport in Australia. Dave, Sue and Lara all came to come get me. While we were driving home I couldn't beleave what I was seeing. Partially because I was so tired after flying for 32 hours but mostly because of how beautiful everything was. The sun was just beginning to set and we drove by the river and the city. Everything radiated colour and the air was so warm. When we reached the house me and lara jumped right into the pool. But after we got out I got the full tour of the house. Everything was so new and modern. The views were amazing. It wasn't long after the tour that I finally fell asleep. But just seeing a small glimpse of the place I was coming into was amazing and being so far away from everything had never been a better feeling.
me and lara in the pool

one of the many views

part of the house

The worlds best airport story

 After saying my last goodbye's to my closest friends and family and finally starting/finishing packing, two things finally hit me. 1. That I was leaving for Australia tomorrow and I wouldn't see my home, my family or friends for the next three months and 2. that I was leaving all that behind to go on the trip of a lifetime. Having two completely different thoughts in my head at the same time was a mix of nerves and excitement I had never experienced but was ready to take on.

 The next morning me, my mum and my brother got to the airport around 10am and met my dad there. We said our final goodbyes and I made my way to the gate. I remember standing there with all the business men and women and feeling so young. The passengers started boarding and all you heard was the 'beep...beep...beep' of each passengers boarding pass as they got on the plane but when the attending took my ticket she scanned it for about 1 minute and nope, no beep. My heart sank. I was completely alone at the airport and had no idea what was going on. All I had been thinking about was what movies I was going to watch on the plane and what kind of food I would get, never not being able to get on my flight. I later found out that all my original tickets had become invalid because they were changed to another airline because of the snow storm that morning. My mum came back to fix the problem and call the travel agency. A quick side note to anyone reading this, NEVER use Travelocity, They don't know what there doing over there. But anyways, after my mum finally got in contact with them and they rebooked my flights everything seemed ok. We had to wait until five for my flight to Dallas so we spent the day roaming Logan airport. We went to my gate early to make sure everything was right with my flights. Unfortunetly we ended up waiting for about 50 minutes behind a family with what seemed like about 15 kids and there english was very, very poor. When we finally got up to the desk it was about 4:45 and I was already running late. I gave the lady at the desk my ticket and again, no beep. We told her what had happened early today and how I needed to get on this flight. "One second, I'll be right back" she said and took my ticket with her into a room behind the desks. About 5 minutes later she came sprinting back with another man who worked at the desks. "We need your passport and Visa!" they both said and so we gave it to them in a hurry. The woman printed out another set of boarding passes and told the attendant to rush us to security. The other man still had my passport and visa in the room and said he would catch up with us. Me, my mum and the attendant started running towards security when I heard a voice calling my name and turned around to see the man waving my passport and visa in his hands. "THANK YOU!" I said and just kept running. I got rushed through security and the man working there told us that my flight was finishing boarding and we needed to hurry. If me and the attendant were running before, we're absolutely, full out sprinting now. But in the midst of all this running we caught each others eye and just smiled and let out a laugh. This whole situation was something out of a movie. Running through the airport as the music builds and everything goes into slow motion, this is hollywood gold! I finally reached the gate just as they were about to close the doors. I gave them my ticket and hugged my mum goodbye one last time then ran onto the plane. "Are you fiona?" asked the man working on the plane. I said yes and then he yelled "She got on the plane!!!" followed by the passengers applauding and me giving out the loudest "yeeeaahhh buddy" of my life. About 37 hours later, I arrived in Australia! It was then realized that without all the craziness from the day before I wouldn't have such an awesome story to tell now and that its only adding onto the adventure I've just begun.