Sydney was surreal. I felt like a distant relative coming back to visit friends and walk down his old memory lanes. Looking over the lights on the ferry ride into the city, I remembered my 21-year-old self. It was nice to realize that my humor, optimism, and love was still with me and was now keeping company with a bit more maturity and patience in a heart that has only grown bigger in the last four years.
While in Sydney, I had the touching opportunity to meet with friends, professors, and former co-workers. Their greetings made the week feel much like a homecoming.
My goal in 2014 was to focus my experiences and GRE score to get into Penn for graduate school to study Educational Development. Just an hour before my first skydive, I received the humbling news that I had been accepted.
The fondest part of the visit was of course seeing my sister and father. In the company of loved ones, no matter where on Earth, I feel at home. It was nice to dyslexically guide them through Sydney and catch-up on our overdue family nonsense. It was great for my eldest sister and I, separated by a seven-year age gap, to know each other as young adults. These will be a fond memories for the three of us, when we quizzically look back and ask, “ Do you remember when we were in Sydney?”
On route to Vietnam, I stopped over in Bangkok for five days. Bangkok was the first stop when I left Japan in 2013. Since there is a high possibility of interning in Bangkok in 2016, I thought it would be wise to have a look around. Bangkok, congested urban sprawl, was sweetened by the precious time I spent with new and old friends.
I look back at the last two weeks and feel blessed