I come to the land down under

I would be lying if I told you I didn't hum that song all the way through customs. Luckily under my breath so I didn't get any weird looks (well, besides the usual.)

So I'm in Sydney. I honestly couldn't tell you how it happened. I mean, I know I just spent 14 hours on a plane and all. But it always boggles my mind to arrive in a new place. No matter how lengthy the trip, it seems a bit miraculous that I stepped off the plane on the other side of the world.

There's so much to say before now, however. I had a great three days in San Francisco with my lovely friends Josie and Linnea, got to see a few people from the college contingent, went to the beach, had fantastic dim sum, ate burritos in the Mission -- the San Francisco requisites. I also want to do some reflecting on what I want this blog to be over the next year, how I want to change it. And to write a bit about how I prepared to take this trip, because it has been, is, and will continue to be an enormous undertaking.

But the people I'm couchsurfing with (more on that in awhile...) don't have wireless, so I will need to snatch bits of internet time as politely as I can from them. Not sure when blogging will happen, but I'll do my best.

First, though, an afternoon nap in the heat of the day (it's 30 degrees Celsius today!), then going into Sydney to have a look at the harbor, the Opera House, etc, and enjoy the warm sun and this new place I find myself in.

It's a hard life.