I know there are only five of you who regularly read my posts, and possibly a couple of new people who I handed a business card to on this trip. For the new people, this is not a typical post. For my loyal followers, just keep praying for us.
They say things happen in threes, we are up to at least six.
1) Last week Don slammed into a bench in Uluru. He skipped the hike the next day to rest and visit the doctor on site.
2) T was reelected. Can't even say his name, think his name, or accept this news. I know it will be horrible. It is already shaping up to be horrible.
3) Our Virgin Australian flight to Bali was cancelled due to volcanic ash, but the Qantas and JetStar went off as planned.
4) The hotel I booked at the last minute shares a window with a café in a courtyard. We were allowed to check in early on Monday (after another visit to Urgent Care) only to listen to two mates having coffee and the cafe's music.
5) The first friend we were supposed to meet up with cancelled on us, but did call for a much needed chat.
6) The second friend can't have us over early because of their plans.
Feeling like refugees with wallets.
Meanwhile the swollen thigh that was not discolored is a swollen leg and foot that is purple.
I don't want to go back to the states. I don't want to stay here. I just want to burrow under blankets and reemerge when the world is sane again.
Oh and the Aussie attitude of "No Worries" has lost it's charm.
PS:
7) Pastor is off on Wednesday when I went to see her in a fit of overwhelmingness
8) The cat café is closed on Wednesdays
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