In Turkey this wasn't really any different. Only instead of waking up super early, we didn't really sleep and camped out at the sight of the service and some of us had to travel quite far to get to the service. It was cold and really challenging to get any more sleep than that which we got on the bus earlier (it didn't help that there were some really loud snorers right in front of us).
Despite all that, commemorating the ANZAC legend on the very point that it was born is an experience that cant really be put in words. Standing on the site where so many people had fought and died heroically for our country and being surrounded by others from all over Australia is a memorable moment. A moment that makes you proud to be Australian and one that makes you really realise what it means that you are Australian.
It has been amazing to hear the Australian accent. I hadn't realised how much I missed hearing people speak in the right language and now almost everyone you talk to has the same accent. It's amazing to find so many people from your own country gathering together for a significant event on the other side of the world.
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