Managed to meet up with Erica yesterday. It was really nice, she's one of the few friends whom i feel more comfortable talking to. She doesn't feedback wat i say to my colleagues, doesn't feedback wat i say to that someone, talking to her has that no strings attached kind of feel, and she doesn't asks me to forget anyone or someone for that matter : D



Although i hadn't been to Sydney that many times, i somehow feel like i've been to Sydney alot. I can recall the first time i went to sydney, it was with Erica and Roy. Roy and i were travelling light, we brought clothing that was enough only if we washed and dried them for use later. Erica on the other hand had finished her course and was bringing all her barang barang along, ready to leave for home from Sydney.



To describe the trip from Melbourne to Sydney with just one word, agony. Economy train seats, shaking journey, and crying babies, there was little sleep to go around. The trip itself costed ten to eleven hours. I think we were in sydney for around one week, Erica was going off back to SG and we were taking another train (another 10 to 11 hours) to Gold Coast to meet up some other friends. These friends had it easy, they took a plane!!



Anyway Roy and i were sending Erica off by waiting with her for the bus that would take her from Sydney city to airport. And it was really sad watching Erica board that bus. It has always been painful to see loved ones walking out of your life, and i would say that the same is true for good friends too. Good friends are hard to come by!



While SG is a small country, and some would even say the world is a small place, it is quite possible that people never meet one another again once they part. I think at that time i told Roy :