Jet lag is

no joy. The return journey to Downunder was also to be endured rather than enjoyed. 

This was especially so because there were two very loud and very talkative young males behind me. They kept demanding alcohol and were eventually denied any more. This did not please them but, fortunately for the rest of us, they did not become aggressive. I imagine they are nursing fine hangovers today.

My BIL, bless him, had turned the hot water back on. A hot shower made me feel strong enough to heat some soup and unpack some of the luggage before I crawled onto my sleeping mat at just after 8pm. Although feeling very tired I only slept on and off. This morning the bread I had left in the freezer proved to be inedible and there is no cereal left. I had also left a small carton of milk in the freezer. It proved drinkable but I need to do some shopping.

 

Ah.... I managed to go shopping for at least some more milk, some orange juice and some actual food. I will need to do more tomorrow but it will do for now. 

The really important thing is to put the local SIM card back in the phone. I need to pedal around and get my BIL to do that for me as it is much too fiddly a job for my paws. The rest of the day will involve some unpacking and tidying up - if I can stay awake!