digging thru travelling journal

I dug up my wrinkling travel journal that I wrote when i went to melbourne early this year, just gonna write some excerpts of it before i sleep. so many events and beautiful scenery that i gave up writing it all while day 3 in melbourne, ha. I miss melbourne with my bro, and wmm retreat. =P

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I got off at Perth, hot, Malaysian "desertly" whether, Perth.

The quarantine check took so long that I fear I might miss my transit flight. Thank God I was very much on time, a very helpful Australian man guided me to the Qantas counter to exchange for a bus ticket voucher (woth A$8) and took a bus ride to the domestic flight terminal.

Perth felt homely, with not many people. Simple but modern facilities (very unlike Changi), and in the bus with the caucasians, i really felt like a foreigner. Asked a lady about the time, tweak my watch;s time abt an hour later, and enjoy the desertly scenes passing by, on route to the domestic terminal.

In this 2nd flight, I am the only (if not more than 2) chinese person in plane. This time i get the window seat with nobody sitting beside me, ha! =P

I was so tired (due to last night's 4+ sleep and the travelling) but i try to keep myself awake in order not to miss meal time. I tell you, meal was great. (pic). haha, yeah. it is heineken, and i had fish with lemongrass sauce (looks like kind of a special curry), grain-filled loaf of bread with butter and cheddar bread, and ended with beer. I am not really fond of beer, just that it keeps me warm in flight.

while doing all that, i look out and saw the most beautiful rainbow of my life =)

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The low-quality picture wouldn't justify what i have seen with my own eyes - a horizontal rainbow across, endlessly, a border between mushrooming marshmallows clouds and blue nothings above. The plane flies on, and it keeps coming. This endless rainbow, look long enough, the mushrooms emerge, multiply, in different shades, various patterns..

When i thought it can't be any more beautiful, then comes sunset.

Heads of mushrooms, like roasted by fire, turns red, highlighting its uniqueness amongst the all-blue in white clouds. And the rainbow slowly translates time by bringing its green lower merging its orange red higher before it hits back to sea blue, and all starts to fade, leaving the tail wings of the plane shining like a star in darkness.

(sips beer)

8pm sunset.