Brighton Beach & Burning Feet

Today I slept in late and I looked up the route from my ?home? to the tram stop. Lisa would be out for the afternoon, so I decided I would walk there. It turned out to be a 22 minute walk. And I can tell you, that is not a good idea on thongs! When I finally arrived at the tram, I took out my bottle with cold water and cooled my burning feet.

I agreed to meet a fellow student (and her parents who came over) at Brighton Beach. The beach should be the one with the houses, but I couldn?t see any houses when I got off the train. After quite another walk I ended up at the beach where some friends of my fellow student were waiting. We had a good time, even though the water was too shallow to swim in. It was a hot day.

I had a subway sandwich on the way back and I ate it at the open air stage at federation square where a comedian/juggler was performing. Afterwards I still had to get home from the tram station. My feet still were still hurting on Sunday! Fortunately I had a chance to speak to my girlfriend this evening, distracted me from my pain.