Number One

Trip Start Nov 21, 2008
Trip End Mar 31, 2010

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Tuesday, December 2, 2008

First of all why the heck can't I put that I live in Chesterfield, MI in the location box? Not exotic enough for you, travel site? I had to put Detroit, which I'm not really from, or in, thank God. No one's really from Detroit. 
(Except for our parents).

Last Saturday my Mom and Bob met me at my apartment in Chicago to move me back to Michigan. It was an interesting couple of weeks waiting and getting ready to move. I have to say things worked out very nicely, coming together in part because of my efforts and partly at the hand of chance, enabling me to sell and sort all of my belongings.
We packed Bob's SUV incredibly tight. I just kept thinking of it as a game of Tetris, which Bob has a real-life high score in. Everything fit! At least all the things that made the cut.

My girlfriend Mylene lives a block and a half away from me in our awesome neighborhood, Lincoln Square. A couple of weekends ago we had a yard sale in which we procured profits and more importantly some good memories. The advertisement for the sale (and entertainment for us) consisted of Christina dressing as a Geisha girl and Mike as the scream villian, holding a huge yard sale sign on Lawrence while Tom snapped photos. It was great fun even the sign's arrow pointed the wrong way down a one way street. My last couple of weeks in Chicago were pretty great as I tried to savor the remaining days of this stage of my life. The last full weekend in Chicago was mine and Lindsey's birthday and corresponding fun-as-hell-Birthday-party. It was the beginning of what would be a lot of goodbyes (or 'until next time's!'). Huettenbar with all of our friends and a few more, German beer, a great table to sit at, chocolate cupcakes, then Loafers where we sang drunken karaoke and kept the papparazzi (consisting of ourselves with digital cameras) busy. So I worked at the restaurant that last week and the remaining Friday at the bar, which was always my night. It was fun to talk to everyone about my upcoming trip, and people were feeling very generous to the best looking bartender at Loafers, kindly funding future airport meals and magazines.

Since I've been back home I've had the chance to get several things done, see a lot of people, and even get some quality relaxing time in. Also I've eaten a lot of good food, including the most anticipated meal of the year: Thanksgiving dinner. Aunt Jackie had Thanksgiving at her house and it was a very homey setting with logs burning in the fireplace and deliciously brined Turkey. I think the stuffing was my favorite part; it's been the same quality recipe all my life. A new favorite- Aunt Cindy's whipped pumpkin turtle pie.
I want to say a big 'Thank You' to all the people who gave me birthday and going-away gifts/ money. It will definitely help me and in the end may extend the length of time I'm gone! Oh just kidding... or at least we'll see.
I have three full days left until I begin to leave. It will take a while. The most obvious way of me realizing how far it really is is to look at a globe. I must be a visual person, preferably 3-D.
Oh so what if it takes a couple days to get there. Nothing really great is ever too easy.
The last couple of days have passed and tomorrow I depart. In a way I feel like this is comparable to anything big in life that doesn't creep up on you: you talk about it incessantly until you just can't wait to get it over with- or rather start doing what you were talking about all along. Of course I know what is coming up, or rather I don't but the point is the same: I've been so immersed in the moment lately, and I have fully enjoyed my time at home, which has been truly wonderful. I've had the opportunity to spend time with the people in my life who I know for absolute sure love me completely, and that's pretty nice. Especially when they're giving me all of their love and support to take with me. Any-who It's finally sinking in, and even then, I'm not scared, nervous, or freaked out. Of course it would be normal to feel those things, I guess I've just been planning and thinking about it for so long I really feel like this will be easy.... but of course not predictable. The whole point is to be surprised, excited, and learn something.

I was able to spend a couple of nights with my Aunt Kathleen, Uncle Tommy, my Cousin James and Joe, and their beautiful wives Carrie and Katie. Not to mention my cousin Jayden, still in the warm, dark tummy. I know I won't get married or have babies anytime soon, but I enjoy seeing my cousins who have made beautiful and satisfying lives, surrounding themselves with some amazing new Pelletier's. I love my family and home so much. PS- Uncle Tom: I love watching your house evolve and become increasingly pimped-out!

I also said goodbye to my dear Daddy-O who I know loves me infinitely and will miss me more now that I'm on the other side of the world even though I didn't come home that much when I lived in Chicago. I guess it just seems further when it actually is. The fart grows yonder.

How great is it that the movie "Australia" came out the weekend before I departed for my adventure there?! I have to reiterate my joke that since Hugh Jackman was one of the stars of that movie, and since he was named sexiest man alive (by bullshit tabloids, but still) I'm thinking it's a good gauge for what Australian men will look like!!!
Ok, ok, relax I'm only joking, sort of.

Mom, Debbie, Aunt Cindy, Julie, Donna, and myself went to see "Australia" my last night in town and then drank some fancy martinis and ate at the nearby Applebee's. I must say that my Mom has the greatest friends and I pretend like they're my friends as well, which they are, but it would be more accurate to call them family.

Here's the thing about a blog, I have a couple reservations about having one. First of all if I am in the writing mood I feel like I go on and on, otherwise blabbing. Which I'm sure I do! It's fun for me but I really don't think that people care about all the goofiness that I think/say. I think I should seek the advice of my best girlfriend, Lindsey, who is an amazing writer. It's probably a combination of keeping it short enough but still descriptive. I'm not a writer, but I'll try if people care.
Which I know they do, and this past week has made me feel like I have a place in this world. I will venture out, learn, and see the world on my own, but there's nothing better than knowing that there is a place for you, with people who genuinely care.

::Also please forgive the raw unedited versions of pictures, once I find someone who will let me use their mac I will clean up these pictures so I look like I actually took good ones::
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Where I stayed
Mom's & Dad's & SE MI
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bethpelletier on

Re: Welcome to Australia
No jetlag whatsoever, I guess that's just a perk of being young. haha. It seems like this site forces people to sign up to get announcements from me which is a little annoying but it's nice to see people did it and they care!
The weather here is sent straight from God!

:) Beth

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