I got up in the morning to say goodbye to my sister. We had a long hug, and i was sad to see her go, but happy for her that she was going to be reunited with her boyfriend in New Zealand for the last three weeks of her travels. He was on a plane from England to meet up with her there tomorrow. My Mum and Dad were joking about how they couldn't keep up with us and it was strange having one daughter in Australia on her own and the other in New Zealand on her own. I packed my bag then went and met Joe for my last breakfast here. We chilled by the pool area for a bit then i had to get my stuff and catch my bus. I said goodbye and started my two day journey back to the other side of the world. Once i got to the airport and checked in, i went up the escalator and looked outside at the palm trees and stopped to reflect on everything i had done in the last two months. I had genuinely had the best time of my life and met some great people and done lots of fun things. I really didn't want to go home, and didn't notice but i was actually crying. I took one last look behind me then headed to get my plane to Hong Kong. Once i was in Hong Kong, i had time to grab a McDonalds, and a nap on a chair, then had to get the next flight to Zurich.