Just stepped off the plane from Singapore about two and a half hours ago, early in the morning.
After a month away, and even factoring in jetlag, I'd still have to say that Sydney and indeed my own home seem a bit alien to me.
There have been visible changes as well. Our neighbout cut down a big tree in his front yard, for instance, and another in his backyard. And it is definitely colder than when we left, colder than Europe and way colder than Singapore, naturally.
Finished ploughing through a pile of mail (the postal stuff).
In the next day or so, I'll add some thoughts about the time spent away.