So Why Again?
Sep. 13th, 2005 04:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ljpliceaseGood question. Long winded answer: I was in Australia in February, and
while I was there, I was looking at schools. For the last week, I was
staying with my great aunt, who lives closer to the city than my
grandma, with whom I usually stay. She is two blocks away from the
beach, and I would get up each morning, watch the sunrise, take the bus
into the city, talk to one of the professors at the schools that I was
interested in (I did this for two days), take the ferry to Manly (which
takes you past where Botany Bay opens up into the Pacific Ocean, and is
gorgeous), take the bus back to Collaroy (where my great aunt lives), go
to the beach and cool off for a hour in the surf (in February it is HOT
in Sydney) and finish the day off by watching the sunset. It was
wonderful. I took these two pictures while I was there:
Back then I was still caught up with the idea of going back to school and one of the professors I talked to said that I should look into going to school in the United States if I was interested in "this stuff" because the American's just throw all kinds of money at these problems, and Australia is a small country with fewer resources. But being in Sydney was so wonderful that I told myself that if I didn't get in where I wanted to in the US I'd move to Australia and find a programming job somewhere. When it came down to it though, I didn't get into the schools that I wanted to and the schools that I did get into don't really have strong programs in the things tat I am interested in. I felt like it was silly to go off to Australia in a huff without giving it a few months to think about it, and to be honest when I got back to New York in March, I felt very much at home, for the first time since I'd moved to New York.
So I'd be talking to my mum since she moved out there and she'd be saying, "We were at Terrigal today, went swimming and had fish and chips..." and I could almost feel the warm breeze at Terrigal (this gorgeous beach community near where my Grandma lives) and taste the food melt in my mouth. I wanted to be there. A picture taken at Terrigal (this one not taken by me):
A friend of mine quit IBM a couple of years ago, and moved to Boston to be with her boyfriend. She didn't have a job to go to, and it took her a little while to find one, but she eventually found a job where she was pretty much doing exactly the same thing, but for a much smaller company, which she liked, on both counts. On one of her visits to the Hudson Valley (which she does often because the friends she made here, which are more or less my friends as well, are awesome), I confided in her that I was thinking about it, and it surprised me how much I liked the sound of the idea while I was talking to her.
I'd given it a few months, and I still really wanted to go to Australia. I've talked about it with a few of my friends, but most people do not know that I have decided to go. I'm planning on moving in February, which is when my lease expires and will allow me to save a bit more money to live off of until I can find a job.
Actually I am planning on spending February in Salt Lake City since the skiing three is awesome and its plain hot and humid in Sydney... but that is a detail :)
There will be lots of things I will need to get used to, like calling it petrol instead of gas, and flat instead of apartment, and even less availability of decent Mexican food (read: green chili) than what I can get here, but the food (mmmm... Vegemite), the beach, the ocean, the blue mountains and the laid back lifestyle (in STARK contrast to New York... heh) will be worth it :)
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Back then I was still caught up with the idea of going back to school and one of the professors I talked to said that I should look into going to school in the United States if I was interested in "this stuff" because the American's just throw all kinds of money at these problems, and Australia is a small country with fewer resources. But being in Sydney was so wonderful that I told myself that if I didn't get in where I wanted to in the US I'd move to Australia and find a programming job somewhere. When it came down to it though, I didn't get into the schools that I wanted to and the schools that I did get into don't really have strong programs in the things tat I am interested in. I felt like it was silly to go off to Australia in a huff without giving it a few months to think about it, and to be honest when I got back to New York in March, I felt very much at home, for the first time since I'd moved to New York.
So I'd be talking to my mum since she moved out there and she'd be saying, "We were at Terrigal today, went swimming and had fish and chips..." and I could almost feel the warm breeze at Terrigal (this gorgeous beach community near where my Grandma lives) and taste the food melt in my mouth. I wanted to be there. A picture taken at Terrigal (this one not taken by me):
A friend of mine quit IBM a couple of years ago, and moved to Boston to be with her boyfriend. She didn't have a job to go to, and it took her a little while to find one, but she eventually found a job where she was pretty much doing exactly the same thing, but for a much smaller company, which she liked, on both counts. On one of her visits to the Hudson Valley (which she does often because the friends she made here, which are more or less my friends as well, are awesome), I confided in her that I was thinking about it, and it surprised me how much I liked the sound of the idea while I was talking to her.
I'd given it a few months, and I still really wanted to go to Australia. I've talked about it with a few of my friends, but most people do not know that I have decided to go. I'm planning on moving in February, which is when my lease expires and will allow me to save a bit more money to live off of until I can find a job.
Actually I am planning on spending February in Salt Lake City since the skiing three is awesome and its plain hot and humid in Sydney... but that is a detail :)
There will be lots of things I will need to get used to, like calling it petrol instead of gas, and flat instead of apartment, and even less availability of decent Mexican food (read: green chili) than what I can get here, but the food (mmmm... Vegemite), the beach, the ocean, the blue mountains and the laid back lifestyle (in STARK contrast to New York... heh) will be worth it :)
