Chapter 17
Jesus Christ, it’s cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey! I really should have brought a jacket. As I stepped out of the terminal and stood around with a bemused look on my face, I shivered in the freezing winter conditions that I really hadn’t planned for. Leaving Sydney in the height of summer, I just hadn’t expected it to be so cold.
I guess I should have listened to Mum when she said I should “pack something warm, because it’s winter there”. Yeah, no worries Mum. I laughed and dug another jumper out of my bag and threw it on, bringing the hood up over my head in a pointless attempt for some extra warmth. More than a hoodie was needed to keep out this biting cold.
In my broad Australian accent, I asked a local guy if he knew where to find a taxi. In response t
