So I've reached the end of my journey and I have to say I'm having difficulties bringing myself back to reality. It was an amazing experience and I'm not quite ready to rush back to the responsible life! I didn't sleep really at all the last night in San Fran as Margo and I spent hours dancing to Toto and Bieber, Disney and Britney, and eating amazing food her Aunt Kay had packed for us. My taxi came at 6am and 10 hours and one layover later I was greeted by my awesome fam and a welcome home sign! .We drove back and feasted on delights such as Larosa's pizza, Skyline Chili, fruit salad, cookies and Graeter's ice cream. My dad joked about having goetta afterwards but I'll wait and buy some at the market this weekend :).
I have to give a shout out to my travel buddy, Margo. We spent almost every waking moment together and made it through airport troubles, drunk teenage hostels, rental car issues and sheer travel exhaustion together and I think I love her even more because of it. She commented that after all that time we still had stuff to talk about, even if half of it was a made up language. It really was weird being on the flight home without you, Nighthawk. I looked over at the suit next to me and made an involuntary scowl, but luckily he was asleep. I can't wait to see her again so she can fix my hair when the part is messed up... or make fun of me for wearing my orange NYC tee half the trip. GIRAFFE PRIDE!
So really, I hate to say this is it! Thanks for following me around the world... maybe I'll send an update after we find out how much killing the wallaby will cost us! Check Facebook for pics soon.
-Jilldonix, Jilltong, Jillaroo (actually Australian slang for cowgirl), Jilldo, Jillabong-
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