Going “home” for holidays is all about r&r. You don’t have anything to see (aside people), there’s nothing pressing to do. You can just chillax. And so from the moment I touched down in Sydney on Monday morning, I did nothing but slugabed around for a solid 48 hours. Oh wait, I lied. I snuck out for a quick dinner at my favourite Mamak, then came straight home to sleep.
After 48 hours of nothingness (and superbly well rested), I started getting a little cabin feverish so thank god I had plans afoot for a fun Wednesday out and about!