The Alarm
We were less than five minutes out of the anchorage we had been taking refuge in for the past week. It was a calm, peaceful morning when the shrill sound of the engine alarm cut through the quiet. We immediately cut the engine and tried restarting it, hoping it was just a glitch. But no luck—the alarm came right back on.
"There you go, Mere (pronounced Mary)" "What do you think?"
Mere was silent as she looked around the community center where we had set up our temporary eyeglass clinic. Suddenly she jumped up and ran outside. She began looking all around, looking up at the trees, looking at the buildings around her and a big smile broke across her face.
"Wow, I can see!"
The leaves are turning colors, the nights are getting longer and the days shorter, temperatures are dropping. April in Australia is the middle of the autumn.
Sydney Opera house,
from the perspective of a building contractor. Bob is the type of person who will stop a movie to point out those "nice doors". The following video clips give a glimpse into what he is thinking when he looks at buildings.
A sunny afternoon on day one in ‘Oz’ , as the locals call it, and Sarah and I walked about a mile to the Art Museum of New South Wales. About 70 degrees and calm as we experience ‘down under’ autumn. This quite large spider commands attention outside the entrance.
But where to?
Our journey began in the morning with a short ferry ride to a waiting taxi to the airport. We asked the manager at the marina where Rhapsody is staying to book a taxi for us. I overheard the woman describing us to the taxi driver, "An old couple, with 2 suitcases". I think this is the first time I have heard myself described this way, and this sparked a conversation between Bob and me (and Google). What is considered old? When do we cross into elderly? Apparently there are accepted guidelines for this, and Google says old begins in your 50's and "officially" you are elderly beginning at 65. Sigh... really not ready for someone to describe me as an elderly lady!
