3rd year in a row going to Japan at this time.
Decaying leaf matter has proven far too exciting for me to resist so I must return and marvel at the colors.
This time I have a new camera, so expect some boring commentary on camera features and exposure times and shutter speeds and how the flip out screen is important.
Like nearly all my trips, this first post is the worst post, and worth skipping over. However since I am sitting in an airport trying not to eat cake, I must replace the temporary placeholder text with something less placeholder-y but none the less, still really placeholder for real text once I reach Japan.
I am going on Singapore Air again, because thats about the only international option other than Air New Zealand my frequent flyer points work on, and I am a terrible tight ass so instead of a ten hour trip for a few hundred dollars, I am enduring a 26 hour trip for free.
There will be a 5 hour stopover in Singapore, with similar photos to the last time I was stopping over there, probably the butterfly house, I think I am even wearing the same clothes. I buy new clothes roughly once every 11.5 years, click my previous trips for proof.
Heres some redundant photos but at least I took them today.
The first photo tradition continues. A photo from my apartment balcony. The terrible view blocking construction continues to be erected slowly. I will have to move soon, which is unfortunate.
I spend most of my rare days at home staring at those cranes waiting for them to topple into my bedroom, because cranes keep falling over in Australia lately.
Fortunately, my soon to be abandoned apartment is just a short walk to the train station, where you can catch trains to lots of places, except the airport.
Instead I have to get on a bus and go along the eternal highway construction site of prolonged damnation. I go on it twice a week to the airport for work, its terrible, once the construction is finished it will be no better as there is simply not enough room at the airport for so many cars to arrive.
Build a train you idiots.
Inside the bus is chaos with people falling over everywhere, bags toppling onto todlers, old women falling down the stairs to the upper level screaming. Its like trying to get to the airport in Mogadishu. Melbourne - worlds best city.
NO FOOD PICS today, I had fruit salad, same as last time I was in the Singapore lounge. I want to go for a walk rather than eat anyway, so no cake for me.
If I stay here I will eat cake.
Here I am, looking happy as ever. The other day I weighed 66.6kg, so proud, record low. People say thats too low, yet its smack in the middle of the healthy BMI range, everyone besides me is delusional. I am the only true source of truth on every topic, including all those mentioned herewith within. Rant over.