Perth

So your first blog post should be a funny, witty text....a trigger for people to start reading your next posts, that can be a bit more serious and boring...... But what if nothing happened this week? What if the true point of my first days in Perth were to relax, get rid of a jetlag and process a really difficult week?   I guess you can choose not to write at all, but as you all know, I love talking :) 

So after a very very smooth flight, I had two days of not much more than drinking coffee in the city, getting my hair and even my nails done and reading a great book by Jojo Moyes. For people that don't know: I was named after a column writer, Jojanneke Visser, who happened to have written the best piece of dutch literature ever: Flodder in America.... for the people among you that haven't read that book, it is a true 'must read' ! So I was quite happy to find out that the sharer of my nickname actually can write :) 

Today I had a bussier day and went by ferry to Fermentile, a lovely suburb of Perth, with is dead quiet on a winters midweekday. Fortunately there was a lovely, vietnamese masseuse on the market square, that promissed ' massages for body and spirit'. As I had had the funny idea of climbing on a climbing hall the night before, one should seriously reconsider if you have not done that in the previous 40 years of your life, my leg muscles screamed out of happiness when I saw the sign. And the lovely lady made a nice deal of 20 dollars for both lower legs..... I was welcomed inside her van, and then the massage began.... she touched both legs, the knees, both feet....untill she found the spot.... not the muscles in my calves, but a spot on the innerside of my foot. In the few words of English she knew she tried to explain: you take shower tonight and press her, very very hard, until you say au au au au, four times. If au: not good, of not au, good......I put the words in my head and was waiting for the full massage..... but that was it....end of massage...... a ' do it your massage' for 20 dollar.....suddenly not sooooo cheap....

After Fermentile I went to the beach. A bit more then a week ago a good friend died, and I spend my time there looking at the waves, remembering the special moments we shared together like my presence at the birth of all her children. It was sad not to be at the funeral, but it was a lovely goodbye from the other side of the world.....

Tomorrow the trip will start, getting up at 6.00....