First days.

Hey there, I am back. I was busy getting to and then settling in at the other side of the world. But here I am, in Christchurch, New Zealand. Finally, feeling like I can write again. The first two days were incredibly hard. I constantly felt sleepy in the middle of the days, always close to tears somehow without any good reason. Homesick of course. And settling in- buying stuff and unpacking are not exactly kind of things that help you take off your mind from everything that bothers you. If to be honest, I don’t think that avoiding something because it is hard has ever solved anything so I guess that is for the best. I had to face that and I did. Maybe one of the reasons why it was so hard is that I had the best time in Singapore. Couchsurfing is awesome ! I got picked up from the airport- someone who did not even know me came to meet me and help me to get into the city. Then another couchsurfer joined us and she happened to be the best tour guide ever. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t have seen half of what I saw and learnt about Singapore. Thank you both ! Then around noon I met up with one of my friends back from home. We got taken to a crazy car drive around the entire city by another couchsurfer and saw even more which I did not think was possible and was out there to see. He even took us to the airport and waited ages for me and my friend to say all the goodbyes. Which was an incredibly hard goodbye by the way. Maybe that’s because I knew he was the last one of all my friends of Europe that I saw. A piece from my past before a completely unknown new beginning. The last goodbye that I had to say before many many hello’s awaiting. When I finally got into the plane that had to take me to New Zealand I was awake for more than 30 hours. So I slept like a baby during the entire flight and when I woke up we were already approaching the shores of New Zealand. I don’t think I have enough words to describe how beautiful that view was. I took my breath away.

The plane landed. It was sunny but I could still feel winter chilliness sinking into my bones. That is why I found it really funny that the homemate that came to pick me up from the airport was not wearing shoes. He thought it was super warm today compared to the other days before. So we joked that I brought the summer with me. Then, I was quickly shown around, taken to the mall and left in piece to unpack. All I wanted to do the entire day was go to bed but I didn’t. I eventually met the rest of my housemates and was slightly surprised when I found out that all of them are guys. There was supposed to be one girl but she moved out about two weeks ago. So now it was me, 4 guys, one rabbit and two guinea pigs. I was scared to be alone all the time up until today’s evening. Because when I was alone I would realise how far I am, how foreign and how alone. I still am it just doesn’t scare me anymore. Because although my housemates and other people I’ve met so far are really nice to me, I kind of jumped in the middle of their lives and I feel like I don’t really fit in. Which is perfectly normal, cause it’s only been two days and they’ve known each other for ages. But still. I have to build a life here of my own. It’s going to take time. Not everything is going to be easy. But what changed today I think is that hidden by so many travels, flights, time difference and new people I’ve finally rediscovered myself. I felt like myself again and it felt really really good. I walked to the university’s park. The campus buildings are ugly, not gonna lie. But the nature.. It’s amazing. And the sunset I saw in the middle of the fields was different from any sunset that I have seen before. The way sun shines here is different. And it’s not all entirely my imagination- maybe it’s because of thinner ozone layer? While I was watching that sunset I felt that I became alive again. I felt the ground with my feet and it felt good. And then finally I felt that I could write again which is what I am doing now.

I also realised that Bath was exactly the same in the beginning. Scary, new. And ironically I found the campus buildings ugly too. Every begging is hard. But now I miss Bath and everyone I met there. It did kind of become a third home for me. The first is Vilnius Lithuania. Second is Paros, Greece. Third is Bath England. So probably Christchurch, New Zealand is going to be the fourth? Only time will show. Anyway, whoever was reading this is probably asleep by now haha. Sorry. But a lot happened and a lot had to be told. And there is more of course to come. A lot. But now I am really really looking forward to everything. M.