Here's to NOT going overseas!!

For the past two years I've watched as my friends have said Adieu to Australian soil and stepped forth into lands beyond. 
Whether it was the UK, Europe, America, NZ, the tropical islands, with bags packed and smiles on their faces (and pictures all over their facebook) their horizons broadened and so did they. 

Unfortunately, with my feet firmly planted in my backyard I have remained the same. I have no tales of the land beyond, I haven't discovered anything new and I'm not one to go to for travel advice. 

Travelling is always something I've wanted to do - And I have a few places in mind. However due to financial drought, a run-out of friends, University - not to mention the dark time in my life when I literally did nothing, saw no one and wanted to kill myself - travelling is something that had to take a back seat. 

When people were saving up for a trip, I was crying my eyes out and slowly wilting my life away (yeah, sad story, bro). Now I'm in  the stage of my life where I'm saving my dough for the beyond, however the people around me already have that money saved and are rushing around the world before I can say 'wait for me!'

I'll be honest, it sucks to be the only one not travelling  - while that's not true, it certainly feels like it. I even have some friends that are going overseas for the second time ;'( <- crying!! 

There's nothing I can do about it. All I have to do is focus on myself, save up and hopefully (one day) I can be the one exploring new seas.

Bus Encounters

To start off the reader has to know that I catch the bus to and from uni (yes I'm a uni student.)

For a Tuesday morning (lets say around 11am) there was a remarkable amount of people on the bus; for that time of the morning.
I was on my way home after a successful tutorial. For me the day was wonderful; and it was only 11am.
Now I was lucky to get a window seat that was unoccupied, but as we entered the first major stop off/pick up point there was a limited number of seats.

Now my bag was next to me on the seat; I wasn't saving it or implying that no one could sit there; it was just where I put my bag.
Now as an elderly man got on he had two choices; either pick the women sitting in front of me- an aggressive looking women on her mobile, immersed in some sort of game; or a text maybe.
And then there was me. A young, shy looking girl who is having a good morning.

But to sit next to me (I hope you chose me also) there was the issue of the bag.For when I saw him he was looking at an available seat that was taken up by a bag.
Hastily I picked up the bag and pulled it across my lap. Due to my lack of grace the bag almost fell onto the floor and I quickly had to snatch it before my possessions went flying down the bus.

Unfortunately the man took this as a snub- that I didn't want this man sitting next to me.

I just like to point out I had no objections and that he had every right to pick that seat.

So in what I assume was guilt (or maybe he felt like he needed to say something) he said "Oh, I'm sorry about that."
Now the bag hadn't fallen off my lap and everything had turned out just fine, so in my shock (people usually don't talk on buses) I replied, "oh it's fine, no problems."

And there our encounter was over- so I thought. For when we went passed The Lodge, the old man pointed to it and said "Big Julia lives there." Now I just nodded in return. At first I thought, he thought I was dumb and didn't know where our Prime Minister lived, but he continued.

"Sounds like a gang doesn't it? Big Julia."
I wanted to just nod, but as he has said something twice, it was my turn to respond. I laughed confirming his thoughts but then something I didn't expect.

So this man and I had a lovely conversation for most of the trip home. We talked mostly about politics- which ashamedly I really only nodded and agreed with him; politics isn't my strong point.

Then as we were heading to the next bus interchange the man turned to me (we had stopped speaking at this point) and said- and these are his exact words- "I hope you have a marvellous rest of the day."
Now this elderly man probably doesn't know this but he made my day!
I turned to him and wished him the same- and ment it.
It's people like that that lift your spirit just that little bit higher.

As he got off (I remained on) the lady in front of us (yes mobile lady) gave a look that said "glad he didn't sit next to me."
And I wanted to tell her likewise- because he sat next to me and he turned out to be a lovely man (even if he was a bit too chatty.)

So there is my post on how a wonderful morning turned out to get even better- even if you don't see it coming.