The agonies and distraught feelings of Bao's first month in Melbourne is now but a faded memories......
The moment she hugged me with tears in her eyes before she stepped out of the house....
The moment she was at the airport and finally boarded till I woke up the next morning trying so hard to contact her in the office was just too torturing...
|Picture taken when she first landed.|
|All excited about her new room...|
|Her breakfast in the foreign land.|
|Her bed, we bought the linen and the cover from Ikea just 2 days before she flew.|
The days when I came home from work everyday to an empty house....
The weekend afternoons at home alone were so quiet as if I am the only soul left in the world. The only sound I kept hearing was the sound I didn't recognize till much later, the sound from the ceiling fan.... and I thought it was from the highways far off...
The simple meals I prepared for myself during the weekends...
The TV shows and dramas I watched on all the weekends, with her beloved pet by my side..
The daily watsapps was my only console if nothing else to sooth my mind from missing her...
|She sent me photos everywhere she went..|
Her daily life spent with her friends, good and bad, happiness and miseries....
|Exploring the most livable city in the world.|
The train rides alone to downtown to meet her friends from high school...
The food she was eating, the theaters she admired, the places she visited....
I was with her, all the time....
|She ran into her friend on the street, and he brought her around the South bank...|
|The Princess Theatre.|
The lot of them.
|The Brighton beach house|
|Hosier street of art.|
|A primary school friend drove her to Ikea to buy table lamp and other stuff.|
|A visit to the Skydeck tower of Melbourne.|
|A visit to the zoo.|
|She got lucky during the Merdeka dinner organised by the Malaysian student club.|
|Great Ocean Road during the sem break.|
|Train station where she frequented .|
At the campus, mini zoo.
|From winter to spring.|
|From spring to summer.|
|Study for finals.|
|Trip to Tasmania after the finals.|
The last month went by in a blink of my eyes. Before I came to my senses, we were expecting her to be home.
|Packing for home.|
|Back at home, I had her aircond and the ceiling fan replaced and her room clean to welcome her back.|
Finally, on 30 November, she was all packed up and headed to the airport to fly home.
|At airport, bought the purse for her ma.|
|Boarded for home.|
|At the airport, checking the arrivals.|
|At the arriving gate, waiting longingly.|