Tuesday, July 31, 2007

We




Trips to Perth are more than just holidays; they have the ability to recharge my soul and spirit. Combining a bit of everything, we get to indulge in life’s little pleasures. From dining to shopping, everything comes with just a little bit of surprise.

Brian and Jumius did an excellent job of hosting us for the trip and ensured that we were well fed and well rested. Beds were nicely laid out with comforting quilts accompany. A round of feathered pillows never fails to give that extra touch of class. Brian is truly a homemaker with flare for putting furniture together with immaculate taste.

Laughter was in abundance with slight differences at times. But it does not affect how we feet for each other. A consistent love that binds us together, making us understand that friends as such are never too easy to come by. Even in the darkness of Perth’s frequent blackouts, we held together with and understanding that there will always be light in the toilet. Power failures do not mean the end of entertainment; it only means the beginning of happy traits that we all cherish.

On the last day of the trip, I lashed out my shopping mode and just went ahead buying things that I like. Of course, it would have been perfect to have that couture piece of bag. But I had to know when to stop. A Jack Spade should be sufficient for now till maybe my next bonus. Ah, a wonderful idea that maybe that will be the sign that the bag can now be mine.

Will post the series of pictures soon.

Came

Friday, July 27, 2007

Arrival of the fittest

Back in Perth once again. This time round, the excitement is less than usual, but as I warmed up to the freezing winter, the ice just melted away.

The flight into Perth was full and it was actually not the most comfortable flight, infact compared to the previous experience with Tiger, the crowd was not particularly as "civilised". There were creaming children just seated in front of moi and fat Auzzies, almost good enough to "Oui, Oui, Oui" at me. The only redeeming factor came in the form of TV on demand screenings of a whole lot of comedies and movies.

Ma'am Loon braved the cold and almost stormy rains to pick us up at the airport. This was the first time in ages since the 4 of us were in a same country, conversing face to face. I must say that it brought us back fond memories of the days in downsville. A pity princess was unable to take time off from work to gallivant in this moment with us.

Pictures will be posted up as soon as I get them sorted out. For now, breakfast at Mosman Bay.