The rain had been coming down for most of the night. It was the morning of the wettest day for Perth in 31 years. As I got in the shower, I imagined traffic being backed up for kilometres, and tried to get in the right state of mind for a long morning of sitting in traffic. I was therefore extremely surprised to get to the city center in seemingly record time! Only to see the first sign of trouble on the normally free-flowing stretch to Jandakot…More
The days slowly started to drift into a seemingly motionless blur of time. My aversion of lists was not quenched on account of nothing happening. Not a single box got ticked, and my hands were bound in terms of remedying that. On the morning of the 22nd March I woke as usual, by the rising sun burning through the mist, looking for my weary eyes. One missed call by an unknown number from Perth. Not inclined to start the day with more hassles, I decided to take a shower first.More
For the last three hours, I’ve been sitting with my knees lodged to the seat in front of me, in a Jetstar Airbus A320. The same type of aircraft Emma and I flew to Bali last time.
It’s a scorching 32°C right now, even though it’s late in the afternoon and the sun is already setting in the distance. It’s not so bad if you’re out and about with a slight breeze and some occasional shade, but sitting on the balcony is, on certain days, quite the exercise. Still, I’m a bit disappointed I’ll have to miss out on the hottest months of summer.More
It’s been longer than normal since my last blog, but sometimes I don’t feel like writing, and I want this to be fun, not a chore. At least now I’ll have some stuff to write about, instead of just filling a page for the sake of it. And the biggest thing that happened these last two weeks was of course the long anticipated arrival of Zoey!