More usefully I lived out there in 1996 for 12 months as a gap year and again in 2004 for 9 months when my then g/f was working in Obs and Gynae.
Definitely go.
The first time I was 18 so it doesn’t really count. The second time it took me 3 weeks to get a job in a cafe, 8 weeks later I got a job in a bike shop as I met a bloke on the local chaingang (that went out twice a week at 5.45 am and did the same 40km loop consisting of 4×10 km straights with 4 90 degree corners!) Then another 8 weeks to get a job in the local Uni as I met another bloke out running.
I loved it. G/f less so as the 30 years behind bit impacted her via implicit sexism pretty consistently, although this was 16 years ago. We came back as family (parents) had health issues. If I didn’t have a young son now I’d go back in a nano-second.
Good luck!
EdiT. I do remember the paperwork for g/f was a cosmic ballache so be prepared, take multiple copies of everything.