Well after almost 40 hours of traveling, I finally made it to my hostel (The Pink House, www.pinkhouse.com) in Sydney. The flights weren't nearly as bad as I expected (the food was though). Yes, they were long and I barely slept, but the feeling of going through so many weird time zones (light, dark, light, dark) and flying over foreign countries was so exciting the time "flew" by. As I was leaving Toronto (after a teary eyed goodbye to Dad), I was worried that I wasn't feeling anything...I wasn't excited or scared. I later realized it was just because I was anticipating the long ride ahead and wasn't really grasping what I was doing. As we were landing in London I saw a massive castle from the air, which made me think about all the new
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