I woke yesterday and shrugged off the jet lag like a champ. In an instant my energy levels were back to normal (120%) and I was ready to go:
Look at that picture of health 🙂
It was 6 am when I staggered into Maccas for breakfast. I’d been awake for hours and when I left the hotel I saw no one in the streets of Sydney except for toiling tradies. Maccas breakfast was the usual slop, only pricier than previous years:
Sue came to pick me up mid morning, and we headed to Newcastle. A couple of stops on the way home led to an unexpected charity store purchase of a 70s Conan pastiche paperback (Tark and The Golden Tide) but alas – jet lagged fool I was – I passed on this gem:
Sue graciously drove me to mums, and I was tired when we finally arrived. There’ll be more adventures with Sue this trip so you can look forward to them, but a bit later in the day she texted me about something I had brought her
Remember those wretched Nugget Buddies? Sue had requested them and I dutifully stashed them away. It turns out the sealed one – which had aged in my cupboard for six months – was the rare golden Buddy:
Isn’t that beautiful?