So I thought that in all my wisdom, being my last night in tassie with my Dad and extended family I'd go out on the town with all my extended family and have a big one.
"My flights not until 12 the next day" was my rationale, my how that back fired.
"Knock knock knock, Galen, Time to get up mate!" says Dad.
I want to say "F*ck off" but dont.
I get up, and had a relatively easy pack.
At the air port, after everything is checked in and I'm sitting in the departure lounge with Dad. He says "I'm gonna take off, I hate this place"
OK Dad, Hugs and good byes are exchanged. Then He turns to walk off, I look at Him He turns around and points at me and says "I love you Boy, I really love you."
First time He's said "I love you" without being prompted in I dont remember how long.
It was enough to make a grown man cry, and I think it made two.
This Tassie trip has been the best 3 weeks of my life. All my friends are so much more appreciated and important since I haven't been around them all day every day.
My relationship with my Old Man has never been better, and I have never enjoyed myself so much.
Thankyou SSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH to everyone in Tassie, I now know that no matter where I live, I will always have such special, important friends.
I have a rather strong Incling that I will be seeing some of you more often than not in the future, others of you, i can't wait for the long waits to be over, but to all of you, I am so blessed to have had the opportunity to hang out with you all for the last 3 weeks.
Thanks so much.
G x
P.S to Felicity, in the future, you should know that Jesse, Jason and I will never 'F*cking turn it down!'
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