It's official, I'm allergic to Townsville. I have not stopped sneezing since I got here, it's beyond ridiculous! My nose hasn't stopped running since I arrived and I feel like an elephant trumpeting out a mating cry or something everytime I have to send some poor tissue into a wet, crumpled extinction. I'm thinking it must be the dry air or something, guess I'm just not used to it or my body is playing some sick joke on me, testing just how low my immune system can go before it crashes and burns...
Generally though, I do like Townsville, I think you can tell a lot about a place by the people in the shopping centres in the middle of the day. People were polite and a lot less bogan than Bundaberg (sorry folks but it's true.) Less people wandering around in the mall day after day because they have nothing else to do...Our studio is in between oxfam and another charity prize raffle so ours is entirely selfish and predictably popular because of that reason.
I'm hoping to have at least one day off where I can go explore in daylight and maybe get over to Magnetic Island. I wonder why it is called that? Is it magnetic itself? Or is that where all magnets are born and eventually migrate there to breakdown?
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