I’ve been in good old Adelaide during Christmas time. I already loved Australia (after being there twice during southern winter time), but this time, during summer, that was the last straw. I love West Beach, the Fleurieu, the Yorke, the lazy baking-hot days, the dip in the Southern Ocean, the barbies with scrumptious roasts, the overload of sausages+white bread+sauce (I ate enough of that in the last month to put me off snags for a fair while right now! hehe!)...
But not only I fell even more deeply with South Australia, that now I have a quite serious prospect of living in Adelaide in a year or so. I am delighted and extatic (nothing short of it).
And for the records right now, I have been back in Montréal since 24 hours and mind you, it is a lovely city but for heaven sake, there is no way you can enjoy having your feet in deep muddy wet snow and feeling your socks seeping the water in while it’s -10°c. Winter is nice for skiing, skating and sliding, which happens a couple of time per winter. The rest of the time is pure hell. Gimme Oz now. : )
