From the room, or wandwrings…
Things I learned when I went to Perth:
- Meeting people off the internet is not as scary as one might imagine. Hi Jon! (New favourite person [Amber, it's okay, you're still my all time favourite].)
- Staying in hotel rooms is vastly overrated. Even with a huge discount. I think I would rather have stayed not in the city centre and somewhere more home-y. Live and learn.
- Perth wasn’t as hot as I expected. But still hot.
Also, when Jon was taking me to the airport when I was about to leave I mentioned that I was disappointed I hadn’t seen any wildlife while I was in Perth (crows do not count), so when I found out my flight was delayed by over three hours he took me to a cemetery in the north of the city where kangaroos come out in the evening to nibble on the grass and hang out.
He also casually took my Ikea-ginity not knowing I hadn’t been there (we don’t have it in New Zealand—good thing/bad thing?). So that was fun. Had a few (500) Days of Summer moments, browsed the Swedish books, wanted to move in…
Thanks Perth, maybe I’ll see you again sometime? Call me.