An Early Start for Something Important
I woke up at 6 a.m.āearlier than usual. The reason was simple: this was the day I had to earn my White Card, a mandatory certification for anyone wanting to work in construction in Australia. Without it, there would be no way forward in that field.
The course started at 8:30 a.m., and I knew I had to be on time. Normally, when I stay at a campsite, I can manage waking up early. But in a hostel, guesthouse, or someoneās home, itās much harder. This time, though, my nerves worked in my favor and pulled me out of bed. I quickly prepared, even finishing small tasks in the morning to free my mind. A shower, breakfast, and a quick stop at Coles for some foodāeverything was done in a rush.
On the way to the school, I suddenly thought I might need a pencil. Not sure if it was true, but I decided to buy one just in case. It cost seven dollars, and in the end, I didnāt need it. Still, it reminded me of how we prepare for the unknown, even in small ways.
A Classroom in English
I arrived and found my seat. The instructor was friendly and told me he was studying Japanese himself. His manner was patient and reassuring.
Still, my biggest challenge wasnāt the content of the courseāit was the language. This was the first time I had taken a full class in English. When technical terms appeared, I struggled. I listened hard, sometimes barely catching the meaning. But I held on until the end, which lasted until about 3 p.m.
When the final test began, my heart raced. I donāt think I had been this nervous since I started traveling. I reviewed the textbook over and over, but still found myself unsure about several questions. It became clear: my English wasnāt strong enough yet. I could manage in conversation, but for real understanding, I needed to study seriously. That day, I promised myself I would immerse completelyāswitching my phone, my videos, even my daily habitsāto English.
Success and Relief
Despite the nerves, I passed. The certificate would be mailed later, but holding the Statement of Attainment in my hands felt like a true milestone. Now, I had the right to work in construction if I chose. It was both relief and gratitudeāa door had opened.
A Train Ride and a New Home
After the course, I traveled to a hostās house near Bondi Beach. To get there, I had to take a train from Platform 24. I will never forget the confusion of that moment. I searched and searched, not sure where to go, until I finally found it. The memory of being lost, alone, yet determinedāitās one Iāll carry with me.
At the house, I was greeted by Cathy and a friendly dog named Luna. From the start, she told me, āUse anything you like, make yourself at home.ā That kind of generosity is rare, no matter where you are in the world. Once again, I was reminded how much this journey is built not just on roads and landscapes, but on the kindness of people.
For now, I will stay one or two nights here, maybe longer. With a safe roof and kind hosts, I feel ready for the next steps of this adventure.
