There were hats, drunk people and the occasional glimpse of a horse. In other words completely indistinguishable (correct spelling, first try!) from the Melbourne Cup. Except in Melbourne there would probably be rain and or gale force winds. That came the next day, see The Apocalypse post.

So I’m now up to my fourth week in Kalgoorlie, time has flown past. Everyday is so busy. I have a car and will be moving into my new home soon. Life = pretty much nearly almost sorted. Now I just need to finish uni…