There are some pretty amazing animals here. First of all there is, of course, our good friend Draco. He is usually lounging outside on his rock right next to the bridge we cross daily. He carries himself with a dignified air, managing to look down on us even though he is only ten centimetres in […]
Walking from home to my office only takes about five minutes. This morning, while walking to the office, I had a chat with a Chinese guy whom I met in the elevator at home. A chipper fellow, he was in his final year of studying accountancy and planning to do a Master’s after his graduation. What started out with him inquiring if I was on my way to a class as well and what I studied—“Oh Philosophy? Good good!”—soon turned into a verbal avalanche with him sharing his life’s story. Divulging what I study sometimes has that effect on people. I’m usually not so talkative myself in the mornings, but I’m fine with listening to other people’s musings and it made for a nice diversion of my normal morning walk. Originally from Shanghai, he had been here only for a couple of years. Yet he seemed distinctly Australian to me.
As our airplane started its descend, my excitement rose. Not only because I would arrive in the country which I would call home for the next few years, but especially because my butt was in need of rest after almost a day and night of flight.