Still call Australia home?

I am back home in Brisbane. We were originally meant to arrive home on Sunday afternoon but our flight was cancelled. Imagine a very upset 25-year-old bawling her eyes out at the airport because she wouldn't be seeing her boyfriend that day.

The break was good. We were both very happy to see each other again at 6.30pm on Monday. A good 26 hours longer than expected. Nonetheless, it was a lovely to see him again. And I don't care what he said, I could tell that he missed me.

Trip stories and pictures to follow shortly! I have to deliver a lecture in 2 hours. Pfft...