‘There was never any doubt’ over my future in Fiji
A week before I left Fiji for Australia, my future was in doubt.
“I was devastated when I got the call,” says the 28-year-old.
“But the first thing I thought was, I’m here for a few more months.”
I left the islands with a new set of friends.
My first stop was Sydney, where I got to know some of my old mates, including Australian actor and former rugby union player Scott Hodge.
We spent time on the beach, playing board games and eating ice cream.
After a few weeks, we got on the bus back to Fiji.
But things soon changed.
I began to notice things were not going as planned.
“There was no doubt about where I wanted to be going to Australia,” says Hodge, who now plays in the US comedy troupe Funny Or Die.
“My plan was to go to Australia with my fiancee, and I had to make sure I got a job there as well.”
I was never sure where I was going.
When I got there, I was unsure about the direction I was headed.
“I think Australia is the first place I thought, ‘I don’t want to go anywhere else,'” Hodge says.
“It was a little scary to know that I wasn’t going to be able to get an Australian job.”
“It’s so beautiful and the beaches are so amazing.
There’s nothing to do, but just go on surfing.”
I quickly realised I didn’t want Australia.
But my fiancée was still going to New Zealand.
So, the next morning, we went to the airport and boarded a flight to Sydney.
“You can’t go anywhere,” she told me.
“If you don’t have a job, then you’re going to get food stamps.”
The plan was simple: I’d fly to New York.
But I had nowhere to stay.
“We had to be careful not to let it get out of hand,” says my fiancé, who has now moved to New Jersey to escape the cold.
I didn’t really want to be a burden, so I decided to find a place to stay and rent a place.
“The first week, I didn’s not even really know if I wanted a place, because I was just going through a really rough time,” she says.
I ended up staying in a hostel for a couple of weeks, and then on a different beach, in the suburb of New York City.
After my time in New York, I had a few drinks and a few nights out with friends.
The next week, after a few days off, I went back to the same hostel.
This time, I booked a room for a month.
But the plan was changing.
I was not feeling right.
I felt like I was living in a bubble, but then I realised I was actually living in an apartment in a small town in New Jersey.
By this time, my fiance was pregnant with their second child, and she was looking to move back to New England.
“And that’s when everything changed,” she explains.
“At that time, in New England, it was very hot, and we had no clothes.”
The plan was for me to rent a room in New Zealand for a week, and spend the rest of the year living with my fianchee and my friends.
But that was not the case.
The next day, my room was in a rental building on a residential street.
I had no idea how to get there.
I’d only just arrived, and it was still early in the morning.
I couldn’t figure out where I should park.
Then, I realised the next step was to find the hostel that was closest to my apartment.
I knew I had some friends who were staying there, and if I didn