Monday, October 12, 2009
Outside the Perth International Airport
the cold air was really biting at 6 a.m. in the morning. I realise that our shadows are longer and darker. My friends were waiting for my son to bring his car around. We have each travelled with 45 kg. of luggage and a special lesong (mortar and pestle) in my luggage.
My woollen shawl was warm enough so I did not look like a frozen fish with gawking eyes.