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Freemantle, Australias oldest settelment

We do our laundry in Peter Island Style

01/23/2012
The last weekend we were in Fremantle. Fremantle is one of the oldest cities in Australia, but full of life, full of boisterous students and backpackers from all over the world. But we spent some relaxing, quiet hours in the house of my sister Gisela, who had emigrated to Australia more than forty years ago. We also took the opportunity to do the needed washing after so many weeks. An even rarer sight: Eva was ironing! And at night, when it was finally cool, we went to the beach. At that time, we could dip our toes into the Indian Ocean. On Monday at the crack of dawn we flew to Singapore. In the venerable "Raffles" it was a British colonial feeling: in a Rolls Royce from the airport to the hotel, an extra-small chair at the dinner for the ladies handbags, always a butler. We tried to do a shopping-tour, but it was just too hot. So we spent two relaxing days mainly in the spa and pool. We completed the stroll after dark when it was finally cool. On our last evening we said farewell with a Rikscha ride through the colonial Singapore. The next day we arrived in Vietnam. Our leaders were already expecting us, and we were immediately smuggled into the first meeting. And so it continued day after day. But more about that next time...