Week 3 is bra less week

Beginning of our 3rd week (the wi-fi café manager is my new best friend and has my usual table and morning coffee ready for me every day at 9am), we enjoyed a 3 days long weekend for Australian Day.

Chilling Saturday night on the lawn of the Royal Botanic Garden, with the pic-nic, where we saw Baz’s Australia latest film… When the film began, a group of large birds started to circulate above our heads… They were very BIG birds.. Oh no… They were no birds… but BATS!

Spent Sunday on Brighton beach, south east of Melbourne beach, miles of clear water and fine sand with view of the city. I’m learning to walk with my first ever pair of flip-flops - it’s difficult - will give it another try before switching back to trainers. 3 hours and 4 swims later (once with black swans next to me), we were forced to head back home when realising that both our body had became as red as they could be - ouchhhhh…. And yes, got some serious sun stroke feelings in the evening, forcing me to sleep on the only parts of my body which was not hurting me, the tip of my nipples and my two thumbs.

Monday was a day of pure patriotism. The Aussie flags were flying high in the sky, the army band marching down the main streets, the jet planes circulating above us, and Rob was simply jealous of my newly purchased Australian cap which may me looked like a native already.
Tuesday morning, preparing myself for a temping job interview in town, I realised that I was so sun burnt that I could not wear a bra… oh bollocks! Bra-less I went - don’t think they’ve noticed )) And worst, it looks like I’ll be bra-less for few days according to the doctor at the chemist. Note to myself - must get a “protection 60” sun cream for our next trip to the beach.

The temperatures are still raising, up to 41 degrees this week - a record for the season since 100 years according to the national news.