Getting to Perth was quite the adventure in itself really. Per usual, I packed the night before I left and I, of course, packed way too much. I definitely learned my lesson for next time. Anyway, I was lucky enough to encounter a girl like myself that was eager to leave a week early, thank goodness, I would have had to travel alone otherwise. So Allison and I embarked on a new journey on Friday, February 8. We said our goodbyes to our parents, held back the tears (well, I did, my parents not so much..), and we went on our way to our first flight headed out to LAX. Very easy flight, although i didn't sleep a bit. Next flight was 16 hours headed to Brisbane, Australia. Surprisingly ended up being the easiest and most comfortable flight. Fortunately, we were surrounded by Australians our age and we all talked probably 15 out of the 16 hours. It was actually kind of sad to leave them.. Getting to our next flight was quite the horror show. We only had 1.5 hours to get through security, then through customs, then get our luggage, then another security, then bus to the domestic airport, then check our bags... We had quite the team rooting for us. However, we got to the airport right as they were calling our names as we hadn't checked our bags in yet, so we missed our flight. Unfortunately, the next flight wasn't until 530, giving us a nine hour layover. Fortunately, it was a perfect, breezy 87 degrees out, and they had a bus leading into the town. We had a taste of Brisbane, then caught our flight. The last flight was horribly uncomfortable because we were painfully tired. But, we got to Perth, Sarah (my Aussie roommate last semester that lives in Perth) eagerly greeting us right when we exited the plane, and we passed out right when we got to Sarah's house. We're still struggling from jet lag, but I'm pretty sure that will fade soon.... Think this is about enough for my first entry.