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.
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