
Western Australia Confidential: A dispatch from Down Under
In this episode: Giant mice, kangaroos and a quirky town called Fremantle. Recorded 2/11 in Perth, Australia
Hello again from Perth, Australia.
It’s been three weeks since our last podcast. (Blame jetlag and a cold that would not go away, which on second thought, was probably COVID.)
Before we get to it, here’s this week’s question: Tell us your favorite climate change story. And by “climate change,” I mean traveling from one extreme to another — summer to winter or dry to wet. We just did that from Antarctica to Australia, and I think I’m still trying to adjust. We’ll read your comments in our next podcast.
Here are a few photos from the last three weeks:
Behold, the quokka! It’s a cat-size marsupial found on Rottnest Island that looks like cute mouse. It’s also very friendly.
The Pinnacles in Nambung National Park. These rocks are unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I’ll have more about them in tomorrow’s column.
Here’s Iden with our guide, Michael, in Fremantle, a quirky port town that you should not miss when you come to Western Australia.
Don’t forget this week’s question: Tell us your favorite climate change story. I’d love to hear your tales of climate shock.
Western Australia Confidential: A dispatch from Down Under
Hi, Chris, you change climates the way most of us change socks! Neither is a draw back.
In some future article, could you relay how you are able to traverse these various climates and - seemingly - have the appropriate clothing no matter where you land? Do you have a magic steamer trunk that shrinks to fit in your carry-on case? [Please share where I might pick up one of these gems. :>) ] I struggle to leave only with what is absolutely needed yet, never have appropriate thing or another. And, yes, layering is helpful, if not the answer.
If you have written about this already, please point to where I could read about it.
Many thanks,
Kathy
It is "in the teens" when I leave Wisconsin for Seattle and is heading down to "single digits." A few days later it is in "the high forties" in Seattle. I am wearing a light weight jacket and no gloves and no hat. A girl friend picks me up. She hands me a blanket to put over my legs in the car and is shocked, open-mouthed shocked, that I am not wearing "wrist warmers" between my sleeves and my "Oh dear, no gloves." Wrist warmers! Really!! What are those? Can I get them in Packer Green and Gold?