I’ve just spent the last five weeks with the girl I love, in my favourite city in the world. Bliss.
We did lots of the usual couple things we’ve been unable to do for the ten months since I moved to Brisbane: dates, movies, falling over in the snow. We’ve built snowmen, cooked meals together and gone hiking. We even made it to London for a long weekend in the big city:
Britain isn’t getting any warmer. I left Edinburgh at five in the morning, trudging through half a foot of snow and -10°C temperatures. Thirty-eight hours later (via Dublin, Abu Dhabi and Singapore) I emerged into a balmy 30°C Brisbane morning, still wearing thermals and a coat. Oops.
I’ll miss the snowmen:
(and the snow in general, I guess),
I’ll miss my beautiful city:
But most of all, I’ll miss my Hannah:
Five weeks and counting ’til she’s home.