At 6:45 am, my roommate and I speed-walked to the meeting place, only to realize that the call time was at 7:30 and not 7. Although the day started on an easily avoidable fail, the rest of the day was a great success.
The Great Ocean Road Trip still holds a special place in my heart. It’s one of my favorite days here so far. In fact, I never truly felt like I was in Australia until I was sitting on the sand at Loch Ard Gorge watching the waves crash into the magnificent rock formations.
The trip was organized by my Australian university so we hit quite a few spots before heading to the extremely famous 12 Apostles. We stopped by a town near Torquay for morning coffee, met new friends a.k.a. Koalas after, and admired beautiful enormous trees at Otway National Park. We even got to see the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster (which I didn’t get a photo of) on the way back.
Lately I’ve been feeling as though I haven’t been doing or seeing enough. I’ve been focused on making myself live like a local and establishing a routine, which has made me forget to be a tourist. I’m only in Australia for a few more months which means I need to put my tourist hat on, and explore more.