June 4th- 8 a.m
Dear Diary,
this is my third month with the host family and for the first time something special has happened and changed my mood. On Thursday during the classes I was a bit nervous because I couldn't wait to see my mother. After school I reached instantly the airport, standing anxious in front of the gate 58.
When I saw her I started to cry like a newborn baby and ,as a child hugs his father I was clinging to her. It was absolutely embarrassing but I couldn't stop to cry for minutes!
Then I introduced her to the Adam .. A few minutes only and my mother and Eliza were looking as great friends. Everything seemed to be perfect but I realized that my father was missing because he has to work a lot in these days. What a shame!
My mother, as we left the International Melbourne Airport, seemed astonished of the beauty of that city, but I warned her that was only the beginning. In fact the next day we saw the Twin Falls in the magnificent Kakadu National Park ( here you can take a ranger-guided boat cruise or go for a bushwalk), the walls of Kings Canyon (over 100 metres high) and the Withsunday Islands. What left me amazed were the walls of Kings Canyon, in particular the overview from the Rim Walk. At the end of this walk there's a platform of views of the canyon walls above. UNBELIEVABLE!
Anyhow I expected more from Philip Island because it's a tourist destination famous all over the world but personally I was not impressed .. I can't explain why!
Anyway the day wasn't finished and as my mother has never been in Melbourne before, my host family took her on a sightseeing tour of the city that ended at 4 a.m. I was exhausted but also happy because it was the most beautiful day of my life!
I'm sure my mum wanted to stay here longer and perhaps one day she will convince my father to come and live in Australia, on a deserted beach.. into the wild!
On Monday we took her back to the airport but this time no tears! I'll see her in a few weeks so there wasn't enough time to cry.
The same day I realized that my homestay was 2/3 over.. Suddenly the sadness killed my happiness and I was feeling really demoralized because when you begin an adventure it's difficult to return to your routine. Eliza understood my situation and comforted me like a mother comfort his son. I don't know how but this gave me a lot of strenght. There was no time for depressed people in Australia so I tried to enjoy the last weeks of my unforgettable holiday.
Sergio Paiu
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