The Road to Switzerland Begins…

Well, this is it. In a few hours I’m heading to Sydney airport and catching my flight to Dubai -> Geneva.

I don’t really know how to feel at the moment, although I’m trying really hard to ignore the sadness that’s sitting in my chest. I definitely do not feel ready. It feels like I’m leaving a lot of things behind but hopefully I’ll be content with all the things that I am bringing with me. I’ve kind of managed to fit everything I need into one large check-in baggage, a carry-on wheelie bag and a backpack.Β My parents and my brother will be bringing me to the airport and I HOPE I DON’T CRY but I know I’ll be insanely sad.

I haven’t practiced much French over the holidays (just a few sentences here and there) so I think my first linguistic encounter in Switzerland will make me feel really stupid and homesick. Anyway, I just have some last minute paperwork, packing and cleaning to do before I say goodbye to home πŸ™

I can’t believe the time has finally come. I’m still in a state of disbelief and a whole lot of anxiety as I have no idea what’s waiting for me when I land in Switzerland. It’s a whole new world and nothing will be familiar. I’ve never experienced anything like that except when I went to China with my parents. Also, I’ve never cooked an entire meal by myself (except bacon and eggs) and I’ve done my own laundry like twice in my life.

Well, here goes nothing. I guess I’ll see you on the other side.

Signing out