I must have looked like a fruit loop walking around an Australian supermarket (IGA) searching for red top milk and cereals. I picked up a packet of hair grips on my way around which they call Booby pins and cotton buds named cotton tips. I'm swiftly learning the jargon but I still have a long way to go.
I honestly think I had a constant smile on my face from the point I sat in the car on the drive ready to turn the ignition to when I deliberately drove past the Warburton's drive to see more of the world. I didn't see much, but the simple heat of the sun and the music to my ears was satisfying.
6:30pm- a time where the weather once again shows me up. I get the blame for the recent downpour and now the lighting strike down in Yarra Glen causing a fire. My goodness, my forth day and I could witness a bush fire. I don't wanna peak too soon but at this rate if there are any other indecent weather warnings I'll be catching the next plane home.