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Lost In Space






That goes to vaguely describe how I feel at the moment after my arrival in Chile. I feel so weird today, as I have been in two places at the same time...an examle was at midnght on 26th Feb I was in Syd chatting away to my brother, then also at midnight on 26 Feb I was in the air over the Pacific on my way here....yes yes different time zones, but is quiet surreal.

This is going to be quiet a short one as it will likely turn into something in a langage of gibberish for not sleeping for I dont know how long as I am now confused with times.

Was great to catch up with all those in Sydney I had an awesome time snorkelling at Clovelly where a gropper swam a foot from where I first put my snorkell down to have a look (that being a fish and not a pervert human), then Sparky and I went kayaking at The Spit!! on Friday. Dinner at Phamish, and a famous Lager dinner. Thanks to the girls Jo and Lou for the Tropfest night, and those that made the effort to catch up.

Well must go for a nap. Camera back working so I posted a couple of photos some of the band practice with Sparky and a couple of Lou and Jo on my old St in Sydney and pictures of Darlo Bar and how it has become socially responsible.

Take care
Sx

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