So this server stopped me from continuing my post previously. Here's where I left off.
Whaling.
Just yesterday, we wanted to go to NorthHead again in another attempt to spot the migrating humpbacks. Unfortunately, because we didn't and weren't going to spot any of them, plus the fact that there was this eternal traffic jam, we ended up at Bradley Head. But this is not about yesterday, this is about the previous whaling incident.
We drove the Ford Hatchback out to North Head. We've had so many cars this few months but haven't managed to take pictures of all those cars sadly so... we're trying to now!
Henry with the Ford
Endangered Bandicoots! I've never heard of bandicoots...
We also managed to admire this beautiful rainbow that covered the city. It was such an experience for me, just standing there staring into the vastness of the ocean on one side, and on the other, the harbour bridge and the city that is the Sydney I now live in.
After the non-existent whale spotting, we spotted some pelicans and decided to 'feed the birds' ala Mary Poppins. I've never seen such huge birds before! It all started out when Henry spotted the pelicans on the lamps along the road and I insisted we drive back to take a closer look. That eventuated into us parking the car and feeding them our sandwiches that Henry had made for our lunch. The poor boy woke up at 6 in the morning just to make it and it was gone in 5 minutes - to the hungry ducks and pelicans, no less.
He then ran to a shop nearby and bought a loaf of bread. That too was gone in record speed.
Till finally, there was nothing left.
That weekend, it was supposed to be Henry's birthday. We went to spot the whales on Saturday, and on Sunday, Henry started developing a very acute pain. To cut the long story short, I took Monday off work to look after him, and to take him to the doctors because he couldn't stand up or walk or... do anything really. Went to the doctors, got sent to emergency at the hospital, and this is how it ended up.
Keyhole surgery and some oxygen insertion into his nose later, Henry's appendix was out. He spent two nights at the hospital and ever since, has developed a lasting relationship with the joys of a bed.
Well, that sums up that weekend. He didn't go to work that week, and we later found out that our neighbour, Phillipa, had also undergone keyhole surgery to remove her appendix.
Needless to say, it was quite a meaningful birthday. There Henry was, on the monday of his birthday, in a hospital bed (the number of his age, actually). It was funny because he was born at 4pm, and at 4pm on his birthday, he was told he would have to undergo surgery (which he has never done before). Australia has quite the sense of humour to give him surgery as a birthday gift.
Noise: BBC World.
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