Indian Summer

It's what they call the warm days in between the colder fall days. We had a little less than a week of indian summer last week, but now it's over. It was just a wet, wet day today. Even as I type, I can hear the ruffling of tree leaves outside my window, and the splashes on the street every time a car passes by. I wonder how people back home are coping with the awful haze.

It's been close to two weeks since I got here. Things have been great, I'm so grateful for the people who have helped me get here, provided me a place to stay, people who have become family to me, people who are just so generous and kind. There are times when I wonder what I've done to deserve such kindness. Must've done something right in my past life. Makes me want to do as much as I can to give back in return. And that I shall.

More on the rest of the Aussie trip soon, for now it's the bed calling my name. Good night world!