I felt the first effects when I stepped off the plane. It was freezing! Going from 30°C+ to 14°C was horrible. Perth isn’t known for it’s cold weather, but it hit me like a tonne of bricks! Being surrounded again by Australian accents also sounded so unfamiliar, I could really hear the Australian twang in everyone’s voices. Then, after seeing my family and telling them all my travel stories, they told me I had a new accent!!
Another thing that struck me was how clean everything was. Not that Thailand is especially dirty, but Australia is hospital grade clean in comparison. I immediately felt unclean, and like I needed to jump in the shower ASAP.
It was definitely nice to walk on carpet again (I think I forgot it existed!), and I really missed using a big fluffy towel (rather than a thread-bare sarong). It’s also become apparent that I have developed some strange travel habits, like looking for a water bottle before I brush my teeth, or grabbing toilet paper from my backpack when I need to go to the toilet. Drinking water straight from the tap also felt strange.
But the biggest thing is that even though I’m at “home”, even though I’m here in the “real world”, I feel like I’m on holiday from my regular life. Catching buses every couple of days and dragging my backpack everywhere has become so second nature to me, it feels strange that I’m not doing it!
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