Well she is gone. And I miss her. Its been 13 days. She is in Australia, which honestly makes it difficult to really speak. It is either early morning for her, and she needs to get herself together for her day (and late for us) or late for her and early for us. It does seem that she is making her way and I am hopeful that on the weekend she will have a bit longer for a conversation as she does not have to get to her school, the University of Queensland.
Leaving was complicated as her entire first flight was cancelled, which is a big deal when you plan was to spend the next 24 hours traveling. But she was on her way on July 9th and that went as smoothly as a flight of that length can be. The time zone differences and the marathon flight took its toll, but Cara has rallied. She is meeting people from all over the world and is busy learning more cooking skills, her way around Brisbane and the university.
It is interesting because I think she will not recognize the changes in herself until much later, not just the confidence in traveling but in how she interacts with the world.
