It just took a quick 9,636 mile detour (I calculated) from Champaign to Melbourne for us to meet. We met on our very first day studying abroad- a fact I still myself cannot believe. We spent hours chatting and bonding over our love for Chicago, U of I and the cubbies- of course. That night, we wandered around the city aimlessly, just the two of us. While we were somewhere so new and foreign to us, I felt so at home. After that night, I was so excited to have met what I was calling my "abroad best friend"- I didn't realize just how right I was in regards to the best friend part.