Berlin home.

Berlin home.

Somewhere Over Moscow.

I just arrived in Helsinki, Finland. In three hours I'll be in Berlin!

Three days.

-Renee.

Location:Townsville

Seven Days.

I'm really excited to wear coats. Long coats, short coats. Coats of blue, coats of green, goats of RAINBOWS. I have one, it's almost too stimulating.

Apartment!

According to Google Maps, I will be staying in this building for the first month. Isn't it just...darling?!

I feel like patting my cat and drinking tea now.

Ten Days.

Things I'll miss about Australia.

Queenslanders.

Nothing beats growing up in a house like this.

Woodford Folk Festival

     Love, nature and summer magic mashed together into a week long party in the wild.

  Ridiculous Weather

Australian slang- How we butchered the English language

Australia, in general.

Post One.

My name is Renee Dyke. Ironically, I live up to my last name. It is the grandest of coincidences.

I am a student, a daughter, a sister, a cousin, a friend (I hope), an employee in a job that I hope will kick start my dream career. Said employment is enabling me to participate in an exchange to BERLIN, an endeavour that is coming to fruition in two weeks, after being at the back, middle, front and side of my mind for over a year. 

It still doesn't seem real, it hasn't sunk in the fact that in 14 days I will be on the other side of the world experiencing a completely different way of life. And yet I feel...happy. Unbearably happy. And I don't necessarily realise until I find myself smiling and laughing to myself in public. I feel I am about to start the rest of my life.

Oh, the joys of being young and naive.

And yet, as excited, as eager, as ready as I am to leave, I will miss this beautiful place, and the beautiful people in it.