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Cairns – Home again.

The heat, the humidity all greeted us with a vengeance as we exited the cool arrival lounge at the airport.  Luckily our friend’s car was beautifully air-conditioned.  No need to say that as soon as we had greeted our pooches, it was off with the jeans, the thick socks, the top layers and into shorts and sarong.  Must say it is pretty gross here at this time of the year.

The upside is that the cloud formations of the wet monsoon build up is spectacular.  Thunderstorms do accompany every other afternoon, but mainly stay up on the Atherton Tablelands.  We did have showers overnight, which unfortunately has only made it more humid.  Once those >100mm/hr rainfall start it is heaven on earth.  You hear the rainforest sighing and saying thank you with the accompanying frog chorus to lull you to sleep.   I love the wet monsoon season and thank fully we have surrounding covered verandah allowing us to be outside and enjoy this phenomenon. Of course the rain is even warm!  The temperatures drop, the sun is hidden, offering much needed shade for comfort. The downside of course is that everything you touch is damp or wet.  Clothing does not dry and the clothe’s dryer works overtime.  Still as weather freaks, it is a great time then. The lack of sun and blue skies does tend to affect us eventually.  Mainly by February & March, Mango madness takes hold.

Christmas time in the tropics is absolutely surreal.  Who in their right mind would want to bake a traditional Christmas dinner? And let me tell you, many do. Luckily the trend is changing to cold buffet – salmon, prawns, cold hams, meats and various salads with the occasional dip in the pool tossed in.  Of course many a very cold beverage is consumed during all this ritual. For the lucky ones who can afford to have air conditioners in their large lounge/dining rooms they work overtime – only to have super huge electricity bills to make you pale and weak at the knees in the New Year. The ceiling fans are never turned off, offering that air circulation that you hunger for.
So why do we live here?  Who knows….must be menopausal madness 😉

More later….

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