I'm not even going to lie, Thursday was one of the longest, toughest days of my life. I was miserable. Physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted. The first week hit so hard with so many emotions and going-ons that I think I almost just shut down. On Wednesday, when I went sailing, for some reason, it was so overwhelming to me. There was this old man on the boat and he was just sitting and explaining stuff to me about the area and the history, etc. and it made me start feeling bad about my Grandpa who passed in August. It was sadness and happiness coming together to form the perfect storm of panic. On Thursday though, I did manage to go and meet Lisa, who is an American living here who has helped answer so many questions via facebook. She and I had lunch and she gave me some good tips and promised to force me to be social. She is a meeting planner, so I guess she has a knack for it. From there, I went to the aquarium. On a random note, never go to an aquarium if you are sad and lonely. Surprisingly, it doesn't help. So for the rest of Thursday, I messed around on the computer and then forced myself to try and sleep early. Onto Friday, I packed up my hotel stuff and headed for the home that I am currently living in. It is fine and the family is great but it is so far from the city. It takes almost an hour to get into the city from here and that is not what I want. I want to be able to experience the city and all of its' happenings. Which lead me to today, Saturday. Sarah, from Britain, and I went around to different apartment openings and it was pretty interesting. Firstly, all of the places were hot as hell. In the U.S., we air condition everything and here, not so much. That is the hardest thing for me to deal with because I don't like heat. Secondly, all or most of the people we encountered were so weird. At this one spot, I thought we had hit the jackpot. It was the penthouse floor of an apartment building and the guy opens the door and there are awesome sweeping views of the city and then I look down and there are literally, 40 pairs of shoes at the door. This 3-bedroom place had 12 people living in it! So, he goes to show me the room where I would be staying and he opens the door and no lie, there is a guy playing a violin while his girlfriend sat topless on the bed. Then she screamed something in Japanese and I sayanora'ed myself out of there. It was exhausting but we saw a lot of places. None of which I will choose to live. Desperation has not set in yet. After some apartment searching, we went to the park to meet some new friends and there was a concert going on in preparation of Australia's birthday but alas, I had to leave early since I live in the "Outback" now and had to haul 45 minutes home.
(Kids amazed by the Aquarium)