I was pretty lucky to catch a cheapish flight to Perth from Brisbane half an hour after my mum’s flight left. This meant it made sense for my dad to drive us down, and meant we didn’t have to be up at 4am to catch the bus.
At the end of July I flew home from Korea to spend a month and a half with my parents on their farm in Queensland. I love my parents, but six weeks is probably three weeks too long for all parties involved. So I did what I always do when I’m at home, I planned my next trip. The only problem was that my next trip was visiting my friend on Tioman Island for a few months and apart from booking a couple of flights and checking the timing of the bus and ferry, there wasn’t really that much planning to do. I still need to talk to some friends about meeting up in Thailand after Malaysia, but considering I want to be there next year, it doesn’t really seem worth it. I would also like to meet up with Jess and visit Angkor Wat, but it also depends on money – for both of us!