The Long Walk Home
Yesterday I did something stupid, but necessary. At first sight it wasn't really something stupid, but in retrosopect it wasn't actually something very smart also. Well, basically I was supposed to go for some dance concert with my aunty.I din realli want to go but at the same time I wasn't having any plans too, so I just agreed. The plan was to drive the car to the place, drive the family back, and then have the car on my own today (sunday) and return it tomorrow (Monday). Well one thing I didn't know was that the car had not been driven for a month. And being winter and all, oviously the engine was frozen, so we had to jump start the car. After doing so, we were on our way out, but because the engine was just too cold and had not run a long time, the battery died again, a mere 5 min through our trip. Thank God though I didnt drive it out very far, so we had to get out. And push the car. It was me, my aunty, and her two daughters, both aged 14 and 7. What the, Obviously I had to do most of the pushing, and managed to get it to the side of the road.Then the real adventure began. Obviously Oz being what it was, there wasn't any bus for me to take back home. Somehow they contrive to not run so often on days and nights when we need it the most. In Singapore for example, the buses run late on Sats, cos people go out late at night. Anyways, I din wanna inconvenience my aunty, and cos I was not too close to her (plus the fact that her house was damn cold) I told her that I would make my way home.
So I actually walked home, and it took me bout 50 minutes altogether. It was rather scary cos the streets were dead, it was seriously like walking around 1-2am in Singapore. Completely quiet. I have walked plenty of times so late at night in Singapore, but somehow being in a foreign country I wasn't realli very comfortorble. I kept looking back and checking to see if there was anybody behind me. In fact even stopped a bit at the start to separate my notes, cos I kept thinking if I was robbed how I could not give them everything I had. Ever the pessimist and the pragmatist. But anyways, long story short, it was a long quiet walk and I kept asking myself why I din just stay? But somehow I told myself and managed to convince myself to just stay cool and keep walking in the well-lit areas. The wind was crazy though, really cut to the bone, but I had my sweater on though. And I kept looking at the clock and tried to convince myself it was really early still (which it was, I got home at 920pm), but the environment around me really convinced me otherwise.
But yeah when I got home I decided that I will have to blog about it. Walking in Aussie on a sat night really no very good idea. But it was necessary cos there was no other way home except to take a cab which was 30 over bux for a 15-20 min ride. Def not worth it. But yes, I gotta be smarter next time, and not walk home at 8 plus at night! Haha, hardly a line you will hear me say in Singapore.
Anyways here are some photos for all. Yes somehow in all that paranoia I stopped to take pics!
Deserted streets at 830pm. This was one of the long stretches of streets that I was walking on.
And of cos I gotta end with my dark driveway home! Haha, to climax the whole trip.
This is the road just outside my place, which is called Herdmans Parade, again this was about 9pm. Not a car or a soul.
Oh well, looking at these pictures, I am grateful I got home in one piece. Lesson learnt, gotta plan your trip here in Aussie, if not...... take a long walk home!
Missing all,
Az
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