I am starting to get filled with nervousness about heading overseas to Timor-Leste, but it’s nervous-excitement, not nervous-fear. I started running through my incomplete to-do list. I booked a flight. I sorted through new emails. I researched travel insurance and am awaiting a reply to a cheeky discount request. I bought a new MP3 player – because Apple sucks. The earphones that went with my old-school 3rd generation Shuffle had stopped working, so I bought a new pair of Apple earphones, only to discover that they are incompatible with my Shuffle and that Apple no longer makes earphones that works with it. How crap is that? ‘Why don’t you buy a new Shuffle to go with your new earphones?’ the guy at the shop suggested. Why? My Shuffle works perfectly fine, I just need some earphones that work with it, and if I got a new Shuffle then no doubt in a few years’ time when the earphones fail I will have to look at buying a whole new music player again. Apple obviously has no conscience when it comes to reducing the amount of waste in the world. Anyway…moving on. Other things I bought were a windscreen sun-shield (to convert into pannier insulation to protect my electronics from excessive heat) and a weatherproof cover for my sleeping mat. In the evening I caught up with a mate for dinner and a couple of pints at the Deck Bar. As I walked along Mitchel Street I was almost deafened by a tree full of bats and almost blown away by a super strong wind from an advancing storm.
|Distance ridden today||0km|
|Total distance ridden||8,366km|