Day 134: We're Very Close to the End

My, how time has flown.

I arrived on Fraser Island seven weeks ago, unsure of what I was getting myself into, as usual, and not knowing what to expect. It seems like I’m still trying to learn all of my co-worker’s names (to be fair, 70% of my co-workers are Korean immigrants who speak limited English) and yet I’ll be heading off the island tomorrow. All in all, I’d give the whole experience good marks. I’ve got a pretty decent cash wad stored up in my aussie bank account, and I’ve made some pretty good friends here, but I can’t say that I’m going to miss the Fraser Island locale terribly. Maybe it’s because of my impending return to the states, which has me about as excited as a crack addict on a multi day bender, or maybe its because backpackers aren’t meant to be chained to one spot for too long. All I know is that my feet are itching to tread new ground.

Cleaning out my tiny cell block (I won’t bother calling it an apartment) I realized that I’d be repacking my bags for the last time tomorrow. I’ll be back to living out of my suitcase for my last 10 days in Australia before coming home to a permanent room once again. I’ve got a pretty awesome adventure planned for my last week in Australia, hence my leaving Fraser island before June 3rd. I’m a big believer in going out with a bang, and this upcoming escapade definitely qualifies as a bang.