Home

I got back home yesterday. I had a great time, but it is nice to be home too. As the airplane flew into Melbourne, into the grey and the cloudy weather ( opposed from when we flew into sunny lovely warm Brisbane) , my heart gave a little surge. "I'm home". Daggy old, grey old, Melbourne, wouldn't have it any other way. Like a favourite pair of ugg boots, that you foot fits perfectly in from being moulded into your feet, the familiarity is lovely too. So I feel lucky both ways, great time away,happy to be home.

I'm back with my beloved cat, who is definetly punishing me for going away.

I'm feeling very very wonky and strange though, the flight is a killer. I've got more trip related stuff to share, I wasn't the best at posting while there, we were very busy and prone to suddenly collapsing at nigh, but will wait a bit until my head feels like my own.