Everyone kept asking me before I left what would be the
first thing I would do in Australia. I didn’t have a clue really, but replied
I’m going to the beach, it’s summer over there! And that’s exactly what I did. The
air was thick and hot, the sky was blue and cloudless. My pale skin itched for
the sun. The sand was soft – not as soft as Killahoey – and warm from the sun –
Killahoey does not have that problem. Ever.
The water – the Indian Ocean! – was cold yet refreshing but I only
managed to go in a bit as I was sure it’d be my luck to be eaten by a shark on
my first day.
typical foot shot.
That night we had lamb on the Barbie and two bottles of locally
made white wine. Clearly.
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