Perth part 6

Yes, the sixth installment of my adventures in Australia. Yes, I am really milking my trip for all it's worth, which amounts to roughly S$1200. It has been three weeks since I've returned and the one thing I really miss is how cool (although chillingly so at times) and dry the air is, which means I probably had to sprint with a very pregnant cow (No Jules jokes today, I'm not an asshole) on my back for 10 minutes before breaking a bead of sweat. However, the dryness also meant that I had to make a conscious effort to moisturise my skin or else it will just start snowing onto the ground in flakes. Like how I showered my tuition teacher's desk with dandruff but that's really a story for another day.

On my last morning there, I decided to make breakfast. Oh yes, not only am I nice to my girlfriend, I make breakfast too. But please, girls, dry yourself and continue reading.



Not the most appetising photo because I was starving so I ate my way through half the...burger muffin thingy before I remembered the camera.



This might not look very appetising either because come on, it's canned salmon. But honestly, it wasn't too bad! The muffins were toasted with oil on the frying pan before being served and the eggs were...very...fluffy and...delicious...and...other...adjectives used to describe tasty food! Okay la, it wasn't anything special but compared to what Jules normally eats for breakfast, I can safely say that meal was pretty heavenly.

Below are some pictures taken at Fremantle park and they show why Australia is such a popular country for migration. People get recognised there, your efforts will not go unnoticed, you will not just be another nameless citizen.



A statue commemorating John Hobbs, the first man to look like a dick.



This statue is for Paul Benhill, who was born with his brother Edwin Benwill on his shoulder, who in turn was born with a gigantic testicle on his hands.

Not a lot of photos for this entry even though there are some more on my hard disk right now. There's this one photo of me with a very...odd expression and it's good enough to give this a run for its money but I'm not sure. Because I'm still getting comments on the photo of me wearing a dress. I WAS FORCED INTO CROSS-DRESSING AT A YOUNG AGE OKAY?