back from below

"i'm on a highway to hell..."

and that was playing in my mp3 player when i boarded the flight to Australia. how poignant and ironic. at least nothing happened, save some turbulence and very cramped legs.

it was bloody cold in brisbane, at least for the first 2days. nothing to do really down there, shops closing latest 7 and the whole day turns dark after 6. but the peace and quiet was quite refreshing. the whole city was a place of serenity. actually, i was bored stiff to death down in Australia. haha.

so there, enough of the trip, nothing to talk about really.