Joanna's Singapore adventures

Moving out of a uni hall is never a fun experience because there is always a lot of packing and cleaning to do. There is also something kinda depressing about reverting the room that has been home back to a plain, empty room that looks like it was never lived in. When the accompanying move is not to a couple of hours drive away but to another country things get a lot more complicated. Moving nearby you can take most of the stuff that you will use again with you. When everything beyond your airline baggage allowance is going to get charged by the kilo at excess baggage or international freight rates, a lot of stuff has to go. Complicating the matter is that since I don’t have access to scales, I am needing to guess when my bags have gotten down to the required weight limit. To help with that I sent some of my stuff home by mail because even international express airmail which got my stuff to a non-capital city in 4 days costs less than half the per kilo rate for excess baggage with Qantas. For items that were bulky or not worth the freight costs I had to do a lot of finding new owners or throwing out. I tried to avoid throwing out where possible. While living at halls the finding new owners bit was relatively easy- just put it out in a shared space with a free stuff sign and someone is bound to take it. Stuff I still needed after moving out of halls is a bit more complicated, involving lots of texting and facebook messaging to find new owners. Having spent the last month since I had to move out of halls living out of a suitcase and not being able to buy much due to space and weight considerations, I’m looking forward to getting back to a more normal living arrangement.