Little Miss Knackered Sunshine

After so proudly writing to my mama about how good I have been in staying out of the sun and attempting to prevent skin cancer, my table at an exchange fair today was IN THE FLIPPING SUN! And I was sat at this table from, oh, 11am to 2.30pm (this being the best time to make Amrie look like over-poached egg and add a nice red V to her chest. And also to bring out the red-neck. tee hee hee). This situation slightly annoys me and I cannot decide whether one ought to try to add more skin surface area colour outside the V, or whether to see if it will fade in time for the wedding... Oooooh, how vexing. Why did the French people get a tent? grrrrr...

And to top it off, my Chicken and Prawn Nasi Goreng has dark meat in it and parts that look bouncy attached to the dark chicken pieces. My nose is crumpled in additional vexation.

Other than these small items, having good time. Blisters are healing slowly. Am not drinking enough water. Flew to Canberra for the day today (on 7.40 am flight and returned on the 7.30pm -- this adding to my already knackered, poached-egg style mental state) and it is really lovely. V. much drier than Sydney -- they have been in drought for 5 years! Note for future: if staying at Holiday Inn Potts Point, not recommended to use airport shuttle. Was going to leave fates to the trains this a.m. (despite a horrid tangle involving commuters last night stuck underground for 3 hours...), but concierge suggested that I might ought to consider the shuttle. Now, most people would think 'Hmm. Shuttle goes to airport, so this is good.' and most of those people would assume that this means 'direct', even in an indirect interpretation of a route. One does not generally think of 'direct' symbolising driving further into town from the airport (shuttle driver turning off Pour Some Sugar on Me -- which I was rather enjoying -- and vociferously and vigourously talking into his radio in an language with a lot of glottal throat sounds), parking outside a dodgy hostel and sitting there for 15 minutes. Fortunately, there were 5 other people in the shuttle and we did eventually head to the airport, but this was also vexing today.

Anyhoo, am now v. v. tired and must collapse self into bed. Have crashed out well before 10pm every night so far. Also, still vexed at this dark chicken meat...

Perhaps tomorrow, shall write more and also more coherently and informatively.