Here we are now, all wrapped up in our sleeping bags, holding a cup of tea in order to get warm hands. Not quite the picture we had in mind when moving to Melbourne, Australia.
I thought that we brought the sleeping bags so that we can go camping every weekend. No piece of me is even considering to crawl into a tent right now. Although that might only be because we do not own a tentipi that are built for extreme expeditions and come with a firebox.
Turns out that it has been the coldest July in 20 years here. But it is already August now!
All part of the expat experience?