You know you’re not in small town Kansas-Canberra anymore, Toto,
when you’re walking down the street,
look up and see
a freaking HIGHWAY above the building.

Call me yokel, but I just didn’t know that kind of stuff happened.
It amazes me how close us humans want to live by each other… tribal communities in our funny city ways.

Speaking of close…

Noodles and hugs and kisses and words and wasabi mayonnaise and each other.

Happy, happy miracles.

Dear, dear friends.

Can you spot Leonie in this building reflection?

Flying home in the afternoon, me and my Wonder-Workmate, Smiling John, somehow managed to charm the flight attendant that we were childish enough to warrant child activity packs. We scored free Freddo Frog pencilcases (which consumated the day’s status as Best Day Ever), and played a hilarious blend of Freddo Frog Go Fish with great guffaws of laughter.

Hello home.
Hello miracle day.

*happy sigh*