Day #5 - Silver Linings

Another day of rain and I'm missing Houston, which makes it easy to complain about the things in Perth I find less than enchanting.

• Like the fact that their technology is about 15 years behind what I'm used to. For example, when iTunes released all the Beatles tunes, I couldn't download them because iTunes won't make them available to Australia. Hmmm...
  
• Clothing comes in lots of colors, as long as you like black. Shiny black, matte black, black & white stripes (no, that's too daring), faded black and dark black together, black cotton, black wool, and if you're a guy, you can wear a white shirt to go with your black pants. Ladies clothing sizes seem to end at 16, and that's an Australian 16 which in the USA is a 14. Sometimes I can wear them, sometimes not. I've given up on shoes - nobody carries size 12. But the stores are filled with black ones.  Black is the color of business clothing, and the locals follow this code faithfully. I have seen people strolling St. George's Terrace, the main drag of Perth's CBD (Central Business District) in everything from a suit & tie to a sundress (with bra straps showing) and flip flops -- and each person considers themselves dressed professionally. Some days I wear my tomato red dress into town just to brighten up the place.

• It is nearly impossible to go out to a restaurant on the spur of the moment. They take "bookings" (reservations) days, even weeks, in advance and have no problem turning people away if their book says the restaurant is full. When you book a table, you get it for the entire evening, regardless of how long you actually stay. So... the good news is that you can stay as long as you like, but the bad news is that many people are turned away when, if they had arrived 20 minutes later, they might be able to get the table once the customers finish their dinner.
  
• After 18 months here we still haven't found a place which sells anything like a burrito, taco or enchilada, let alone a proper Mexican restaurant. Gotta make them at home, which we do on a regular basis!
  
• House prices are through the roof. The average price for a 3-bedroom home is about $500,000. That's around 2,700 square feet. The bedrooms are small, small, small and the bathrooms are tiny. Guess they save it all for the living room and patio. Gotta have room for the barbie.

But... even these inconveniences aren't all bad. There's just one Freeway, the Kwinana Freeway. And while one fender-bender can tie up traffic for an hour, we live just one exit from the office, so we have been spared most traffic grief. And... I have saved lots of money NOT buying clothing and have managed to do just fine on my existing wardrobe. Nobody really looks at what you're wearing unless it's a real dress-up occasion (or it isn't black).  So nobody knows I'm wearing last year's sweater, and I can use the extra money for more fun things, like a vacation! And I really do have enough iTunes for the moment -- I still have a box of CDs in storage in Houston that I can load into the computer and onto my iPod.

The hardest thing of all about being in Perth isn't the weather, or the food, or the traffic. It's being so darn far away from y'all - our family and friends. I'm sending lots of hugs your way and thinking of you today. See you tomorrow for Day #6 - I gotta go crank up the Brooks & Dunn and make some enchiladas.