Back home...
May. 3rd, 2006 12:29 pmThe journey was less painful than it could have been and I discovered how much valium it takes to get me to fall unconscious on a plane. I also got to watch 'Memoirs of a Geisha' and discovered that it got worse second time round!
I'm now at home, with the cats, about to fall unconscious.
My holiday was a mixed bag. My brain was a broken place for parts of it, and I stomped and grumped my way through several bits of Australia. My friends, on the other hand, were lovely, and I'm still bouncy at having climbed in a rainforest. I have seen kangaroos up close, and splashed about in the ocean, knowing that in front of me the sea stretched on to Antartica. All this makes me happy.
But now I am home, I am tired, and I think I shall go and sleep...