Prepare for woes

It all started a month or so ago.
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I’m sitting next to the brown dam.
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Hard to believe that by this day I had only been in the USA for a week.

I suppose it counts as a week given the first day was 3 days long or something. The morning started with the usual. Delicious breakfast by Tammy and I was learning how to make my own coffee by this stage I think. Or at least I knew how long to leave it until I pressed the ( Read more... )

I love that this is going to take me about a year to write, my memories probably blurrier and blurrier as time goes on. By day 20 I'll be confusing it with a trip to Tasmania I took as a kid or something ( Read more... )

I don't know how I managed to kick Rosie out of her room for my stay but I did.  I scored Fred too.  And then when I woke up in the morning Tammy made us breakfast. A full cooked breakfast with choices. We ate with Dawn and Tori and Tammy and Rosie and Sarah and Heidi and I remember being very sleepy.  This whole day was a bit of a blur really.  I ( Read more... )

Leaving Sam and Butters and Emily was a sad affair.  Sam ate my finger and Butter's grinned at me.  Emily justed gave sweet Badger faces with cute squinty eyes.


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I remember waking up and feeling great. So great.  I could hear Michael and Dawn making jokes to each other from their tent.  It was just like when they were there at Wilsons Promontory except without the rain and the leeches.  Emily snuffled her way into my tent at some point.  She is such a sweet heart and such a Badger.  Little hairy love ( Read more... )

Full of pancakes and coffee my caffine and sugar fueled system could almost overide the trepidation of climbing mountains with people who climb mountains for breakfast.  All I do is eat breakfast. I've been practicing that all my life.  Sadly the eating part was over ( Read more... )

I'm back.  Who knows for how long but I'm continueing on from last post that was many times ago ( Read more... )

This Monday deserves its own post because it never ended.  I flew out of Melbourne at 10am and arrived at in San Fransico at 9am on the same Monday.  I didn't really sleep on the plane, possibly because it's impossible to sleep when you are travelling back in time.  It's just one of those things ( Read more... )