The 12 year itch... sorta

Right now - I am missing Australia sooo badly. To console myself, I'll watch a copy I've got of Qantas's "I still call Australia home" ad. Which makes me even more 2nd Homesick. Then I'll call up the travel agent to look for tickets. Sigh. It's a never ending vicious cycle.

I've made the trek across the Java Sea, the timor sea and over the Nullarbor plains (albeit at 37,000ft) 96 times - that's 48 round trips - and I'm still planning more.

There's nothing like going down Bridge Road Richmond where all the factory outlets are, pick up an outfit or ten, at decent prices and then have a nice little sit down at one of the sidewalk cafes there. Simple pleasures for a simple girl.