03/10/09

After a rather long 24hrs which started in Heathrow, with stops in Dubai and Brunei, I eventually arrived in Perth, somewhat wilted though surprisingly compus mentus. I had managed all of about 2hrs sleep, albeit a disturbed one when the stewardess woke me after ½hr to serve lunch (beef was on offer for the 4th time). Managed to drop off again which is nothing short of a miracle but I suppose sometimes one really doesn't have a choice when exhaustion kicks in.

I got to Perth international, fished out the google map I had printed out the night before leaving (I selected 3 hostels from a website and marked them on the map), chose one of my options and got the shuttle bus over to it. Luck was on my side as there was one bed left (apparently). I deposited my things, went for a little wander to get the circulation going again and some fresh(ish), dropped a quick mail to the family to advise of safe arrival, indulged in some cheap Japanese food, wandered back to the hostel and managed to stay awake until 8pm. How blissful sleep can be! Eye mask and ear plugs worked a treat.