Canberra has been sporting a good 35 degrees Celcius for close to a week now, and the house we're renting is so boiling hot it is unbearable. The wife took the kids over to their aunt who has an air-conditioned house, and I'm stuck here in front of the computer, in my underwear with a fan blowing straight on to me at full strength, and it is still too hot.

Spoke with Ben (from U-host.net) and he said that Canberra is always too cold in the winter and too hot in the summer. He also asked if I'm enjoying the creepie-crawlies of this place. Ha!

This christmas up in Newcastle I was bitten by a bull-ant three times. Darn painful, I tell ya. Oh, and did I mention the swarm of cicadas that keeps up up in the night (in addition to the heat) with their high-pitched broken-phone-line screaming? And of course we must not forget the most annoying flies on the face of this planet. They are known around the world as the most pesky things to exsist, famous for such things as the Bush Salute (wave off the flies from your eyes and nostrils all the time) and the double netting of doors (they're fast, too!). And of course all of these lovelies comes out even more when it is so dang hot.

This is a strange place, folks. Even my Australian wife, who comes from down the coast at Kiama, is starting to hate it here. Just going to the shop yesterday I had a swarm of little beetles who sit under leaves of trees weeing on me. What next? Birds laughing hysterically and maniacally at me?! Nevermind.

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