Asalaam Aleikum

Last night Husband (H) and I arrived in Perth, disembarking from the first plane I’ve ridden in over two years where the passengers were predominantly from first world countries with at least a marginally decent level of personal hygiene. Eating airplane beef brisket for breakfast may have shown a lack of common sense but I have quickly been learning that Western Australia isn’t quite like the rest of the “civilized world.” I mean, after flying for almost 12 hours straight, cramped from too small seats, dehydrated from too few fluids and re-circulated air, is your first thought really how many cold beers you left in the fridge and how many might still be remaining if X number of friends had access to your house and knew you were away? Welcome to Western Australia, welcome. Maybe I’ve just been living in a dry country for too long…