Tuesday, 2 September 2014

A List of Lists



I have been writing lists ever since I could write. I don’t think anyone ever taught me to do it. It just made sense to me. I remember taking great delight in planning all of our birthday parties when my sister and I were growing up. I would then present Mum with “the lists” – who I wanted to invite, what games I wanted to play and what food I wanted to eat. As I grew older, the number of lists expanded to include things such as what we would need for the games and, as a subset of that list, what we probably wouldn’t have on hand and would need to go out and buy.

One of the jobs I am working on at the moment is figuring out the best way to get myself and my stuff to the Philippines. As this will be my fifth overseas move, I foolishly thought it would be simple. I was wrong. For some reason, airlines think that if you’re travelling to somewhere relatively close, you only need half as much stuff as when you travel to the other side of the world. I fail to see their logic. What appears to be a cheap flight may, in fact, become quite expensive if you want to take more than one half-empty suitcase with you. Hours of research into flights, excess baggage charges and shipping companies has left my head spinning.

And so I have found myself once again writing a list of lists. In order to figure out my best option, I need to make the following lists:

1)      What I will need/want to set up a house in Manila
a.      What I will buy when I get there
b.      What I will take with me
                                                   i.      What I will take with me in my luggage
                                                 ii.      What I will ship in boxes

Hopefully then I will be able to decide whether or not it’s realistically possible to take only 20 kg with me on the plane and to fit everything else into a couple of boxes with limited capacities but no weight restrictions! It seems that every time I move, the airline baggage allowance is less than it was the previous time and I am forced to rethink my strategy!

Monday, 18 August 2014

Bare Feet and Road Trips


So apparently I haven’t written a blog post in a while. Oops. Well I thought I should remedy that with a short post before I take off on a road trip tomorrow. Otherwise another week will pass without me writing anything.

Tomorrow I’m off to Dalwallinu to visit a friend on her birthday, meet her new baby and stay with them for a few days. Although my friend and I have known each other since we were 12 years old, this will only be my second trip ever to Dally, her home town. My first trip was for her Year 12 graduation almost 14 years ago!

It was during that trip that I discovered that there’s a certain temperature at which the concrete footpath becomes hotter than the black bitumen road. (I believe that temperature was probably somewhere between 43°C and 46°C.) I, along with another friend, made this discovery when we foolishly decided to walk down the main street of a wheatbelt town barefoot on a summer’s day.  So now you know!  

Well if Dally’s weather is anything like what we’ve had in the hills this evening, I may be going barefoot again, only this time it will be to avoid that horrible feeling of walking around in soggy shoes! Of course, if I’m smart, I’ll take a spare pair with me…

Actually, the rain seems to have died down a lot, so I may need to come up with another excuse to lose the shoes (in case a road trip itself is not reason enough!). I am quite glad, really, as I wasn’t excited about the prospect of a three hour drive through bucketing rain and flooded roads. My 15 minute drive through it this evening was enough for me. I was certainly very thankful for the new tyres on my car!