There are T-minus 16 days until my twenty-first birthday, not that I’m counting or anything…
This being said, ever since I turned 18 I have been dreaming of how amazing my 21st would be. I dreamt of a nice dinner with my closest friends and family, celebratory champagne, and a night out clubbing with my best friends all while wearing a birthday sash and crown. However, celebrating a twenty-first birthday here in Australia is nowhere near as exciting as in America.
So far in Australia I’ve celebrated three of my closest friends’ twenty-first birthdays. While they have been amazing and special to us, whenever we go out to our favorite bars/clubs to ring in the big day, the staff and fellow Australians look at us like we’re crazy. Of course they understand that every birthday is special, but we certainly haven’t gotten the stereotypical 21st birthday treatment we would have if we had been in the U.S.
So while I’m counting down the days until my birthday, I’ll be celebrating both here in Australia AND one week later when I return to the U.S… who says you can only turn 21 once?