27 January 2004

Melbourne traffic sounds kinda like Varanassi. But despite the traffic this is the most peaceful place. Such a beautiful way to end your life - cast into the flames with you family around you, kids and dogs scampering round and all the river and sunset in the background. What a contrast to the brittle laminex funerals I've been to back home.

I'm in he groove of this place a bit more, learning to roll with the exasperation. However, I would kill for a carrot, a coffee and a clean shirt. Please, no more curry!

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