It has been a hectic school term right up to two days ago when we broke camp. This is probably the first quiet moment I've had to myself since.
It has been much needed.
It is amazing how quiet the nights are in Australia compared to Singapore.
Standing at the doorway of our rented cottage, there is none of the hustle and bustle so common in Singapore even in the late hours of the night.
What is missing?
The incessant beeping of the elevators and the voice announcing which floor it is on.
The bright glare from all the lighting.
The background hum of traffic and buses plying their routes.
A feeling that even though most of Singapore is alseep, it is still awake or winding up to wakefulness.
Over here right now all I am hearing is the rustling of the leaves because it is about to rain. It is so soothing. It is a moment that I am grateful for.
Ah ha .... it has just begun to rain as I am typing this.
I am not going to pass up such an invite.
Off to bed!
Updated (morning)
Waking up is pretty different too.
Woke up to a gentle drizzle (yes it rained through the night), birdsong and a distant lawnmower as compared to buses, horns and construction sounds.
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| A picture taken at the 1st beach we stopped at. |
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