Hello from Far North Queensland!
I’m currently typing this from the balcony of a beautiful old Queenslander, in the lovely and peaceful suburb of Edge Hill (a suburb in Cairns). There’s an intermittent light breeze that rustles the leaves of the vibrant green palms. That, coupled with the droning cicadas and the occasional bird call is incredibly peaceful. The sun setting behind the beautiful silhouette of the tropical trees takes the remnants of the golden hour with it. It’s basically paradise and I’m not even up to the good part…
I’m writing this in my togs! Yes, this morning I was in my usual Melburian get up (black jeans, my beloved Acne Pistol boots and my newly acquired leather motorcycle jacket) but now I am wearing my togs.
So how did I get here?
Well that’s a story for another post. But you know the usual, girl meets boy, girl falls for boy, boy moves to the other side of the country, girl adventures around with boy, girl decides to move to the other side of the country to be with boy. And the story continues…
And here he is (what a hottie amirite?):
