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It ain't gonna rain no more

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Sinister Three Sisters Hello out There, January 10th Should we seek permanent accommodation sometime in the future, we probably will have had reasonable experience in the ‘field’. After a week in Australia, we have enjoyed living in a house, hotel (not much actually), cottage and an apartment. It is quite fascinating to live in different abodes and frequently. Suppose you have a deep desire to live in a RV park but have always been too afraid to try. Go for it. You’ll never know until you experience it. Then there is a tent, hut, tree house, sofa for errant husbands, back-seat of the car, kennel and so on. The list is by no means exhaustive. We obviously have a long way to go. Who knows what Mom thinks of it all—we’d hate to find out. Must be a Rainforest The current apartment is terrific, much like our former San Diego home, but smaller. It contains one our favorite set of appliances, the washer and dryer. By the time our editor completes her bath each night, her soiled clothes ar...

Odds and Ends around Sydney (Pre-rain)

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Hello All, January 6th, 2011 We enjoyed terrific hospitality in Gosford, a town north of Sydney. Our gracious hosts, Zillah and Errol Goldschmidt, treated us as we envision Sarah and Avraham catered to their visitors. Errol, however, never offered to wash our feet. Well, we suppose there are limits to kindness. Not everything went as we would have liked. Our second experience of note was dealing with an Australian blood-sucker. Yes, the country is not perfect. It too has its problems. While walking in the forest with Errol, Jenni was ‘attacked’ by a leech. When she discovered it on our return from an interesting forest walk, she found her foot covered in blood and the swelled-ugly ‘bugger’ clinging for more. Yep. That’s Australia for you. On the plane from New Zealand, we met an elderly man who proved to be most interesting. We would describe Bill as a true gentleman, someone from a disappearing generation. We had to ask him his age and loved his reply. “I am eighty-seven…and a-half.”...