I have been away from home now for almost two weeks. My time in Perth has come and gone, my week in Melbourne is drawing to a close and I am preparing myself for the next stage of the journey: New Zealand.
To be honest I probably should have updated you all as soon as I left Perth, while the experience was fresh in my mind. But, I was simply too busy recovering from heat that would have scalded a dragon. There was a point, while crawling along the paths of the botanic garden searching for an oasis, that I was convinced I would be more comfortable in the Sahara Desert.
Mercurial temperatures aside, my short visit to Perth could not have gone any better. The generosity of family and friends ensured that I had the best possible time. I was even treated to an hour-long back and neck massage to ease the pains of travel!
In my three days I managed to squeeze in a day in Fremantle, a walk through King’s Park and the Botanic Garden and some quality time with my aunt and uncle whom I hadn’t seen in over 13 years. All too soon, however, my time was up and it was time to say my goodbyes, with promises to return sooner than 13 years from now!
I was going to talk about Melbourne in this post, but it would probably become a bit lengthy. It is probably fitting that a new city deserves a new post so I will grant it that. Who knows, I may even treat you to a photo of my first hostel breakfast…?!