Even though I was away from the fullness of Christ’s truth
on the earth, God was mindful of me. No
matter where I went, He showed me His messengers very quickly. I cannot remember at all when I ran into the
Mormon Missonaries in Japan . All I have of the exchange is a business
card. I’m sure Father God made sure I
received it so that I would have a tangible reminder that I did meet them
there. Funny thing about that… Triplett
is the name of the missionary whose card I have. One of his brothers is in my current Ward
here in Florida … the Deland
Second Ward. Pretty flippin’ neat to
me!!!
I was pretty much alone while in Sydney . I did meet Katrin Henn with whom I am still
infrequently in contact. We’re Facebook
friends. J We enjoyed some time together and ate a meal
together. I was glad to have someone to
hang out with for a while. Solo travel
for a girl like me is definitely not the preferred mode of operation!
Next stop was Melbourne. I honestly do not remember anything spectacular about that city. Actually, I can't remember anything at all about it!
Adelaid was the next. I was befriended by two lovely girls who were traveling together. They were having such a good time together. They were so kind as to allow me to join them and I had THE most fun of my whole southern Australia traveling with them. Their names are lost to me. I know one of them had brown hair and the other had blonde hair, but other than that... I cannot remember anything. They befriended me while still on the bus and then invited me to hang out with them. I'm so grateful, still, for that kindness!
After Adelaid, I had to travel the LONG stretch to Perth ,
the city in which I would go to school. I chose it for a really silly reason. I chose Perth
because that is where Tony Zeppetella’s ship stopped during his 6-month cruise
after he left Virginia and broke up
with me… and broke my heart. Yeah. I told you: really silly reason.
Somehow my luggage had been misplaced in the travel. It seemed like a problem (and really was),
but overall it was a huge blessing because I ended up having to walk a LOT
farther than I expected once I left the bus terminal in Perth. I remember that I was SO thankful I didn’t
have all my bags to lug around with me both once I left the bus terminal and
especially once I got to Edith Cowan University! I had to walk all over the place to get
things situated and get into my dormitory.
It would’ve been a huge difficulty to lug those bags and all that weight
in that heat!
One of the problems of the missing luggage is that I did not
have a pillow or any bedding in my dorm.
I didn’t have the time or wherewithal to buy any by the time I realized
this, so I spent my first night in my dorm room with very little sleep and very
cold. (The very little sleep would be a
longer-term problem than I had any idea about at that point!)
My dormmates soon began to arrive. Stig, from Norway . Wan from Thailand . And an Aussie whose name I cannot remember…
he barely ever associated with us, which is why I cannot remember him. I can see his face pretty clearly, though. He was a heavy-set guy. He played the sax, I think. I’m pretty sure he smoked pot. He was very shy and kind. Felicia and another girl from Malaysia . So, we were a pretty diverse group. My best friends while there were Felicia,
Josefine, Keefe, Mijke, and the Mormon Missionaries. Josefine and Keefe are married now! So neat, right?
Oh, yeah… the Missionaries.
That’s a funny story. See, I
mentioned earlier how Heavenly Father let me know He was watching out for me
everywhere I went… well, either the day after or two days after I arrived in
Australia (but definitely within the first week), the Mormon Missionaries
actually knocked on my dormitory apartment’s sliding glass door! As a result of which, I ended up having them
over to eat almost, if not every, Sunday while I was in Perth . Yes.
Seriously. It became a sort of
big party. I was a bit of a party
organizer in Japan
AND Australia . Funny, eh?
I even have a few of their names in my special address book a Japanese
lady gave me! J
So, eventually school started. I was taking an Education course that had to
do with Special Needs Children, a studio art class, a writing class, and
something else, but I cannot remember what it was. The writing class and art class became, with
my Mom and Jessie, lifelines for me after the trauma.
I arrived in Perth
at the very end of July or beginning of August.
Sleep has, as long as I can really remember, always been a
bit elusive. I have a difficult time
falling asleep and sometimes (too often) staying asleep. At times, the slightest noise will waken me
and continuation of it will prevent me from re-attaining that state of rest I
do so desire to enjoy. This was
definitely true of my experience in the dorms at Edith Cowan. Initially, I had a difficult time adjusting
to the time change. When I was pretty
much ready and able to sleep through the night, the kids in the dorm complex
started partying and making a ruckus to all hours of the night… all week long. This was a huge problem for me.
Eventually I gave up and started to spend the majority of
many/most nights at the campus computer labs.
I had my favorite one, of course.
I played a LOT of Bejeweled.
Back then it was really new and I only played it as a time wasting thing…
not gambling or anything like that, which is available now-a-days. I didn’t JUST waste time. I also spent quite a lot of time writing for
my Creative Writing class. (Kinda like
now: can’t sleep at 3am and I’m writing.
Story of my life, eh!?)
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