Tuesday & Wedneday

Friday, May. 13, 2011 - 11:42 a.m.

Even though I'd been in Australia for around two weeks already, somehow, I'd missed seeing the sun go down before now. So plans were made to make a little field trip up the street to a park.

Before the rain showed up on Tuesday night, Paul showed me where he goes to jog:

This is Les Lilleyman Reserve:

It's a few blocks up and a few blocks over, on a gentle slope. We walked there and the weather seemed very friendly. The sunset was beautiful and rewarding, with rosy tints on the clouds. At one point, I did look up into the night sky and notice some -more- clouds, but they didn't obscure the Southern Cross, which I was pleased to be able to find by myself.

Eventually we walked back to the house, and within about fifteen minutes of settling in for the evening, we could hear the sound of rain.

All of us smiled, then Tamara said "Laundry." .. which had been out on the lines, drying.

Paul dashed out to see about survivors, but alas, nothing was saved. It was soaked again.

And it rained an imperial assload overnight, and on into Wednedsay, too, but kind of became intermittent in the evening.

So we just left our duds outside to dry. And dry. And dry.

That Wednesday night, April 27th, there was a post Swancon dinner and conversation gathering at a Pancakes & Grill restaurant in Northbridge.

The picture doesn't do it justice. There was scores of people there in the middle of the week, and despite the rain:

It was a genuine pleasure to sit down and have a meal with everybody; there'd been faces I'd not placed with names or situations yet, and this afforded me the chance to do so.

Finally, when it was time to go, Paul and I and Scott and Tamara caught a cab home from a guy who had been driving less than a month. I asked him if there had been any barfs in the car and he said there'd been two clients who'd begged him to pull over so they could fling the door open and yack on the roadside, but nothing had happend in the cab itself yet, at least not on his shift.

The next day was Thursday. The weather report said there would be clearing skies.

Perfect for the road trip to Fremantle!

Next time, I promise. See you then.

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