Its good to be home

Its good to be home; for the first time in nearly a year, the family sat down and shared dinner together.

Australia is bloody hot. Temperatures are reaching into the high 30 degrees celcius, and on a very hot day, its even reached 45 degrees. Ouch. Just standing in the open for more than 5 minutes is almost too much to bear. Sunblock, where is my sunblock? I tried joking about the heat: is Australia closer to the sun or what? I got some stares from everyone -- apparently, during summer, it is. My bad.

But the nights are pleasant. Cool and windy, i sat outside shivering in the chilliness, smoking a couple of cigars, reading a book, sipping on some fresh apple cider. It was quiet, very quiet -- its never this quiet in KL, even in the lofty balcony of my apartment deep in the recesses of Taman Tun Dr Ismail. Ahh, the little pleasures of life. I'm loving it. Its good to be home.