Wednesday
In any event, in a nutshell, here's a quick
synopsis: the story of weird misadventures sort of started on
Wednesday, where I was trying to quickly do the last bit of washing
before the “big rain” set in just prior to our departure on
holidays, I was bitten by a horsefly on the right ankle. I have been
bitten in the past before – one remote instance was remarkable in
that it grew into a severe systemic reaction necessitating
antibiotics to clear it up – but I'd been bitten since then without
any such consequences.
Thursday
This bite, however, did the nasty: I was really crook all
day Thursday with shivers, sweats and general malaise. Oddly enough,
I didn't put it down to being sequelae to the bite until the night we
were meant to leave, perhaps because not every bite has such a dire
outcome. When I finally left work, all I wanted to do was crawl into
bed, which I did. When I finally awoke, it was raining a lot,
although there wasn't much wind. I took some Nurofen and after a
shower, tried to finish packing. As it was, I forgot to pack
additional lenses (for video and images) and couldn't find the power
plug converter thingies.
I'm pretty sure anyone who travels regularly
by now has this little cache of converters which suddenly go into
hiding when any talk of going on a trip occurs.
Julia decided to stay in a hotel near the airport
Thursday night – as opposed to us driving down Friday morning early
– because of the unpredictable nature of Cyclone Marcia and the
effect the cyclone would have on the roads and traffic: a wise move.
Our noble friend Peyman – who is like a son to us – accompanied
us to the airport and drove the car back to the house in Redland Bay,
where he was going to house-sit in our absence.
Although the night
was a short one, the sleep was a good one, and I felt much better
Friday morning.
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