Settling back into some kind of routine is proving a challenge. R keeps waking up at about 4 a.m. and demanding breakfast. I have been struggling to get to sleep, although yesterday that was down to stove-top espresso and chocolate covered coffee beans for lunch. Well, I was feeling tired, see.
The coffee thing will be a challenge. In Australia (please stop me if I start beginning every sentence with 'In Australia'), you can get very good coffee pretty much anywhere. Even the most unpromising looking corner cafe seems able to make a decent coffee. This means that weak folk like me end up coming home with a habit that condemns us to disappointment. As with access, the quality of the product in coffee emporia in this town seems to be patchy at best. Why must we be locked into the American 'watery milk in a five gallon bucket' notion of good coffee, when we are within sniffing distance of the European continent? The one thing that has become clear is that my coffee habit is making me rant more than usual.
By the way, in Australia, the sun shone and the view over my cup was better too. Including my good old friend Gymnorhina Tibicen, the Australian Magpie as drawn on the back of my shoulder. But that's another tattoo tale for another day, perhaps...
The coffee thing will be a challenge. In Australia (please stop me if I start beginning every sentence with 'In Australia'), you can get very good coffee pretty much anywhere. Even the most unpromising looking corner cafe seems able to make a decent coffee. This means that weak folk like me end up coming home with a habit that condemns us to disappointment. As with access, the quality of the product in coffee emporia in this town seems to be patchy at best. Why must we be locked into the American 'watery milk in a five gallon bucket' notion of good coffee, when we are within sniffing distance of the European continent? The one thing that has become clear is that my coffee habit is making me rant more than usual.
By the way, in Australia, the sun shone and the view over my cup was better too. Including my good old friend Gymnorhina Tibicen, the Australian Magpie as drawn on the back of my shoulder. But that's another tattoo tale for another day, perhaps...
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