Living in Limbo

Being home these last two weeks has been thoroughly bizarre.


It’s such a stark contrast to how it was when I came home for a week at the end of February. At that time my Nan was here, I was incredibly home sick and just needed a bit of a break. I breathed in the West Aussie air with such enthusiasm I couldn’t wait until we would be moving back again.

Fast forward to two weeks ago, when we sat sipping our final beverages on that lovely balcony, and we didn’t want to come home at all. I think sometimes you don’t appreciate what you have until you know you’re going to lose it. Such is life.


The last two weeks have been spent catching up with friends, binge watching Netflix, drinking, partying and just having a generally chilled out time. It’s been great! Spending time with my family is my favourite thing in the world.

However, I feel like I’ve been hovering in no-man’s land. No work, which pathetically enough I’ve been missing, no home of our own, no where new to explore. It’s been like returning to the womb. Weird analogy but that’s all I can think to compare it to! We are back in the safety zone before our next big adventure.


America is easy in my mind. We are going to be surrounded by English speaking people in well built up areas. It’s not quite Europe on a foreign train system or South East Asia on a local boat. I know we will be totally fine. The whole process has felt terribly impersonal! Squeezing hotel reviews in during lunch breaks while fielding domestic enquiries had me forgetting this is actually our trip! It’ll probably hit me while we sit on the plane tonight that we are actually going. For 10 weeks no less. Good luck Americans, the Charmeleons are coming…


One thing I do want to gush about is my incredible weekend in my second home, Margaret River, with my one and only Ling, Elana. One year ago we did this trip for the first time and had such a blast at the dodgy little after party. This year we were determined to pack in as much pro action as possible, and oh man did we.


Steph Gilmore has been my favourite since I met her three years ago. She’s strong and laidback and surfs with such grace. Seeing her again was such a wow moment for me.


Laura Enever I started noticing late in to the tour last year and fell in love with when she did some presenting at the Aus Open of Surfing on Manly Beach last month. I was glued to the TV that day. What a sweet heart! She was absolutely lovely and has definitely cemented her place in my top three (I’ll get you one day Sally, I’m determined!).


It was great to connect with the girl I chat shit with every day most of all though. She’ll be jetting off to Darwin for her own taste of adventure not long after I return, and I couldn’t be more proud or excited. Distance means nothing when you’ve got a true bond. That’s one thing I have learned over the years. Good friends are hard to come by but just as hard to get rid of.


Perth is beautiful, and it will be home for a while. Wild Leigh needs to put her sensible hat on when she comes home and that’s okay. You can’t have or appreciate good times unless you prepare well for them!

2016 you’re shaping up to be the best yet.


Next post will be from the States!

Harleigh Q



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