I can't laugh because I'm still too sore from bootcamp. (Victoria)

I had a long few days at Destination Melbourne, but I had such a blast!

As fun as the intense, exhaustion fuelled camp was my memories are now shadowed by my tear-filled trip home. What should’ve been a simple journey to Southern Cross for my train turn into an hour and a half-long epic trek through the rain. I took the wrong tram and had to wait a ridiculous amount of time for the opposite tram. I literally sat on the tram sobbing for a good twenty minutes. Then when neither my sister or her boyfriend (who thankfully live in the suburbs, whereas I live a four-five hour train+bus journey away) answered their phones I nearly had a second meltdown in the middle of the station.

But I’m home and warm now my rain-dampened clothes (the ones soaked through the suitcase) are clean and dry and I can reflect on the positives. I played muggle quidditch (I was Keeper), got to dress up for a formal dinner (and successfully curled my hair), think I made some friends, played matchmaker for a couple who weren’t even at DM and met one person who knew my hometown.

Also, the DM tees were super comfy and I’m keen to wear mine again.