I left Australia as a bustling little dreamer with an intention to conquer the world... It was 30 degrees, the plane sat waiting for me on the tarmac and although the voice of the loudpeaker kept repeating my name over, and over, and over again I still had a further ten people to say goodbye to. Yes, my farewell party was ridiculously huge - (never let the whole family come to the airport - it'll only make the whole 'goodbye' process longer). I cried for 13 of the 26 hours I was on that pla...