Down Under

Yep, that's where we are. Just sitting here, way down here. I actually recently read a book by Bill Bryson by this name (Amazon will sell it to you or at least tell you way too much information about it) which was rather amusing. He's a funny guy and though some of it was a bit boring, other parts had me laughing out loud on the tram and it provided a bunch of good info about Australia. I digress. The most recent book that my book club read was Rebecca, apparently a classic novel written in 1938. It was heavy, but I was glad I read it. Very reminiscent of English class in high school. I double digress.

Work is going well for us both, Kane is settling in nicely to BHS. One of my bosses told me that Kane is doing well - good work Kane. Now we can eat lunch, ride the tram, and go to the gym at lunch together again - weee! And, the best part of course, we can talk about work people and work things all day every day. We are immersed. So, that's our life Down Under. We work, we play, it's cold. I can't wait for this stupid winter to be over, it's quite oppressive. I don't think it's much worse than a California winter, but when you don't have a car, leaving the house inevitably means being assaulted by the cold, and even worse, by the wind. Wind that penetrates any type of warm clothing; living by the water has its down sides.

But when Christmas time rolls around, we'll be soaking up the sun. From our apartment. With the air conditioning on. No, we're never satisfied. Still, Australia is treating us well. I even get my driver's license on Thursday, wish me luck!