In October 2009, I stepped off the plane in Hawai’i, on the big island. I was going to race in an Ironman triathlon there 10 days later, and I had gotten there early to try and get “used” to the weather differences. The shift in heat and humidity from Sydney was startling. Back in those...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.
