The most difficult adjustment has been the lack of internet and phone. I tried setting up my internet at two in the morning and promptly forgot the password the next day. This resulted in days of trying to crack the code, which I eventually achieved, not without many tears of frustration. Then after a week my connection timed out and a glitch appeared which wouldn't allow me to reconnect. The friendly staff in the Liberty works office reconnected me and now I will enjoy the last five days with Internet. Fingers crossed
My other drama was the phone. I contacted my phone provider before I left, and the lady provided me with advice to avoid accruing international roaming charges equivalent to the national debt. She did however neglect to tell me that, in-order to use a British sim, one must have the contract unlocked. I organized to do this over the Internet (when I got that working) and it took 24 hours. I left the phone on airplane mode for days only turning off when I found a reliable wifi. By this point I was very eager to talk to my family.
It took me a little while to work out that there were only two windows for contacting my children each day; in the morning before twelve or at ten-thirty at night. Not ideal when we were day tripping, but handy when we had morning lectures. Initially they missed me a lot, sending me many messages a day. My daughter even skyped me when I was on the bus heading out of Bendigo. They have settled down into a routine now and aren't fussed, as long as I assure them that I am missing them and buying gifts. I am enjoying the space and time away from the hectic routine of home, but some days feel as though I have leapt from the fire-pan into the fire.
- Donna Clusker (Bachelor of Urban, Rural and Environmental Planning)