Adventures in Oz

I had savings, I had an ambition: travel! After a disaster of a few years one things for sure I knew I wanted it but I also felt lonely and wanted to meet someone after just coming out of a 5 year relationship and loosing my dad. I had collegues introduce me to tinder and I had many free evening to wander. So I joined! I spoke to few people but nothing came of it until I came across this guy. We went on a few dates, seemed to have the same kinda hobbies. Loved the gym, hiking and exploring. First date, we went for a hike second date was the gym, great, my kinda guy. We hit it off and got together. However, I still wanted to travel and mentioned it. This guy I'd met after a few months said "yes, sounds great I'd love to join!" I, uncertain at the time, didn't quite believe he'd follow through but soon enough he'd set up a saving account and next we knew we had a flight booked to Australia. After 1 year of knowing this guy I was across the other side of the world, Australia. It was a world wind of a few weeks, we met distant family to him, worked together and met some great friends. Also explored alot! It was hard at times don't get me wrong, I figured I liked to be grounded, in a routine and know I had some money coming in where he is more of a free spirit kinda guy. Somthing we both had to get used too.

We both saved up enough money and planned to go to New Zealand for 6 weeks during my birthday. We were very excited. We booked a campervan so we could travel both north and south. We arrived to Melborne airport and Covid started to be a thing. We were questioned in the airport on what our address was and we told them we would have no fixed abode. The nurses response was that's okay as long as we didn't mix with others. We were happy, we entered New Zealand picked up our Campervan and started our route. 2 days in, on my birthday, it became apparent covid was around. We had to show proof we entered the country before a certain date to enter campsites. We tried many, all were the same, they denied us entry as we entered after the date. So for 1 night we camped in a free spot and figured we needed a new plan. We booked an airbnb in a small town not far from were we were. It was a lovely little house which had everything we needed and a resident cat. We booked a week which then quickly became 7. A few days into our stay, then priminister Jacinda put the country into lockdown for 6 weeks. As for everyone it was a shock but to be in this little town we didn't know nobody we knew around us it was tough. I would wake every morning at 8.30 to the cat patting my face for attention. My partner would sleep in till mid day which would give me time to wake up, do a YouTube workout and get ready for... nothing. Okay I did enjoy the cooking part and netflix until I got bored of that. One day I did speak to the airbnb owner and ask if i could do the garden. Yes that occupied me for a whole day. Mowing the grass, weeding and stripping the entire overgrown green house. As our hired car sat on the driveway, we did contact the company and ask if we should return it. The company were great and said we could keep it for the trip planned after lockdown. This and the most lovable cat is what kept me going all lockdown. After lockdown me and my partner continued our trip planned and ended up loving New Zealand that much we applied for a working holiday. Once accepted we lived and worked for a hostel. Meeting great friends and having the time of our lives. Those friends moved around with us and we eventually got a house together. Here my eyes opened, my partner became a couch potato after work. He would expect dinner to be made and the night would involve tv and a smoke. It became more apparent this active, adventurous guy was not so. Especially when our very good friend and house mate made a simple request to everyone in the house to wash and put away dishes which became an argument. I was done. I broke it off after a trip back home (already planned) and then returning to New Zealand.

I became much happier. I moved out of the house, got back into adventure and hiking. Meeting others and getting to know my new house mates.

A few months later I met this irish guy in my local bar. He was having a drink with one of my friends which is pretty common having mutal friends in this small town. We got chatting, exchanged numbers. Well I have to say, honestly I wasn't that much into him but I thought let's see. We met up, I went to his house and one thing lead to another. He was a laugh, we had a good time so the next week we met again. I went to his, we went straight to his room as he didn't hang out much or he said he didn't in the living room. I sat on his bed he sat at his desk. Which for him seemed like his thrown as over his desk was a pin board of his achievements and his business achievements. I became increasingly feeling like bate as I had no other option to sit on his bed and he sat on his 'thrown' looking on at me. As I regret my return I really regret my return. As I'd greated him and sat on the bed I heard a familiar laugh. I ask the guy who's in the living room and he said my house mate has a friend over. I ask who is it and instantly become panicked. It was my ex! He said is it definetly? And I said yes!!! He said his cars out side and I said yes, you mean my car. I could not move. I could not move all night. Why? Why out of every house in this town does it have to happen to me.

Turns out his housemate was my ex's supervisor who I'd heard about before. Well if only I knew they were house mates. I did not want this getting out to hurt anyone's feeling but he was apparently moving in for a few weeks after this incident and the guy I was reluctantly seeing didn't want him there if I was coming round so mentioned it to his house mate. Well didn't that cause a stir. So, no, never did I ever go back there.

Some bad moves got me to a great place. A month or so later, I met a guy through my house mate who coincidently lives 15minutes away from me back home in the UK. We are both adventures, happy and travelling Canada.