169 - Taking a look into the future - part 3

The new adventure overseas started in a way that honestly I didn't expect but that it could have been described as "highly desirable": two jobs, a new house, parties and frequently catch up with people who were going to become my aussie friends. Although, my skills were still far away to be used; indeed, my job, what I reckon I'm good at, still was a goal that I couldn't achieve.

I finally found a good full time job in April and I wonder how time can fly so rapidly that we're already in October and ready for summer (even though Melbourne's weather doesn't give you the permission and the freedom the wear how you should, since every day changes in temperature are so unpredictable).

Along the track, around July, came up the possibility to be sponsored by the Company I was working for. It was an unforeseen news which came up, actually, in the right moment. The relationship with that someone, cited previously, who made me change my mind about the possibility to spend my life here in Australia, was building up ferociously quick becoming stronger and intense.
 

In a nutshell, everything was going in the right direction, however, a few days ago, the suddenly and unsuspected news hit me: my degree, for various reasons that I don't want to explain here, was avoiding me to get an easy "permission" to stay in Australia much longer than I thought I was going to.

For two days I fell in a state of agony and depression, I didn't know how to tackle the situation, where to find the strength to get over the problem; then, I realized that what I've done so far, where I am now, is the result of my effort and my willing to overcome every single problem in order to achieve the goal. So I did in this occasion as well.

I'm currently in the process to prepare all the documents to get my Visa and I'm sure I will get it, no matter what. Because I already decided that I want to spend my life here, because here is where she is.

167 - Taking a look into the future - part 1

The time went by quickly in the last few months. I still can't understand how September is already here to welcome my 20 months in Australia. However, that Saturday, in January 2013, is far away, even if it appears so close and recent.

I came Downunder with no expectations, without a specific target. I was only eager to start my dream: travelling and explore the world, challenging myself in a contest completely unfamiliar to me.

I was bored and sick of surviving day after day with a life which was different from the one I was expecting to; from an external point of view, I had everything or, at least, the necessary valuable things that make a standard person happy. Well, I wasn't.

When you are 27 years old and you feel that the place where you live, the job you have and the environment which surrounds you are still not enough, you need to consider other solutions, other ways. You need to steer yourself on a new track that might be insidious and impervious, but might be also plenty of opportunities.

I found out that my personal way to find them was called Australia. Actually, the choice of coming here was somewhat fortuitous. Apparently, obtaining a WHV (Working Holiday Visa) was easy, the Country was characterized by 365 sunny days and its beaches was pristine and amazing.

In hindsight, that choice was probably one of the best I've ever taken so far. Someone says "If it meant to be..": probably it was.

 

The first year everything was beautiful and spectacular. I found a job after a month and, even if I was working hard and, above all, I wasn't doing what I desired to, I was feeling to live a dream. New people, new cultures, new places to explore but also problems to tackle, new habits to deal with and brief periods of homesickness.

However, November came by incredibly fast and, after finishing the farm and been granted another year in Australia, I took off for a road trip month along the east coast with a friend. I came in Melbourne in December, two weeks before Christmas and few days before my flight to go back to Italy to spend the festivities with friends and family.

 

So unpredictably, during a classical Australian Christmas party I met the person who's changing my mind about the possibility to spend the rest of my life abroad and not in Italy anymore.