From my mother: An article on the un-Australian-ness of the Outback Steakhouse.

Readying for departure.

Tonight we went to a little going-away party in my honour, featuring the people I've met here, and one I hadn't met before who's staying at C's house at the moment. It was pleasantly enjoyable; they're nice people. I'm even going to miss some of them.

Driving home, there was fog across the whole place. Very beautiful; I took some pictures, one or two of which may even come out nice when blown up past the titchy digicam screen. I find myself perturbed at an image whose beauty I noticed but did not stop to capture.