After that first month in Sydney, I went home for two weeks. I didn't want to ever go back because it was so hard.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I only get to spend about six to eight weeks in Australia now and I really miss my family and friends.
Leaving Australia was the hardest thing I have ever done.
I was first in Sydney in 1993, and have been a few times since then. For someone who didn't know Australia, it came as a shock how intelligent, interesting and funny the people were. If I lived there I might see it differently, but as a visitor it was a lot of fun.
I basically sat around unemployed in Sydney for three years straight, and the two things that saved me were the rugby league and my dog.
Once I was gone for a month and I was just miserable, so I flew back from Florida for two hours just to be home and see my cats.
I kind of left everyone behind in Australia - all my friends and my family and I had to break up with my boyfriend.
Sydney's beautiful, the weather's great, and the air's fresh and clean, but it doesn't have the scene and the amount of likeminded people. At home, things are very comfortable, but I feel like putting myself out there a bit.
I love coming home to Melbourne. The first thing I do is have a coffee. It's just so much better here than anywhere else. It's better than in Italy and I travel a lot. I crave it.
After going to Australia, it's hard to go anywhere after that. I want to move there. I'm obsessed with it.
Sydney's a beautiful city. It was a great experience.