2015 began in Melbourne (via Instagram) |
This year has been quite the ride! Twenty-fifteen began in Melbourne with a lot of uncertainty. I had moved from the only country I'd ever called home and was feeling like a fish out of water. I was unsure where I was going to live, what I was going to do and, with my savings quickly dwindling, how I was going to achieve my travel ambitions.
In January I was blogging a lot as an outlet for my many varying thoughts on this awkward transitional time in my life. After quitting my toxic full-time job in September it gave me something to do and made me feel like I was contributing to the world in my own way.
A trip along the beautiful Great Ocean Road was a highlight in January (via Instagram) |
However the stress was all too real and culminated in a traumatising ordeal in the shower when my hair began falling out by the fistful. Bawling and balding I called my mum and unloaded every pent up worry I had been internalising.
Then in February, like an answer to prayer, I was offered a six-month temp position in Brisbane (which eventually turned into a year long contract). Although it meant leaving Melbourne and returning to living with my parents, it also meant I could save, save, save for the ultimate goal... London.
So that's where I've been ever since. Although I've managed the occasional post (and blog makeover) I can't say I've been in the blogging frame of mind. Hence why I can say that 2015 was the year I failed miserably as a blogger.
I hope that 2016 will be better for the ol' blog. I have many exciting plans in store and I cannot wait to share my adventures on here.
Until then, Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year!
Brisbane as seen from New Farm park (via Instagram) |
I hope that 2016 will be better for the ol' blog. I have many exciting plans in store and I cannot wait to share my adventures on here.
Until then, Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year!
Rachel
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