The Bus Is My Other Car.

Just reached home from Australia today at 2am GMT+08:00. I'm now typing my 23degreecelsius at the COMFORT of 23degreecelsius. No more freezing 3degreecelsius, which is totally horrible because I could neither shower, do 'business' nor piss in peace. Had to rush through these supposed-to-be-slow-and-enjoyed processes, and my numb hands were needed to perform an important task called zipping my pants. Luckily, accident didn't happen and I am still able to celebrate fathers' day.

Emirates serves good food, has bigger leg-room and its planes are new! Even better than SQ. I was shocked when the air stewardess handed me one WHOLE bottle of red wine. Rich means rich. Even the screen in front of me was a touch panel.

Watched the cute penguins wade their way back home at Philip Island. I thought that it was quite sadistic to laugh at these exhausted penguins who clumsily made their way home after a long day of hunting. But *sigh, my turn will come when school starts.

The next morning, I had a stone-throwing session at a seaside on Philip Island. There were ocassions of deafening silence when the birds didn't call or when the sea didn't muffle. It was PURE BLISS.

Visited Sovereign Hills, a rustic and nostalgic gold mine theme park where men and women dressed in classical costumes paraded around the town. Call that acting, but it beats 'acting' in the modern-day society.

And what a small world - I bumped into Jeremy Koh at this ancient bowling alley at Sovereigns.

posted by 23degreecelsius @ 9:09 PM