Day 5 will start in 3 days.
My mum has arrived to visit me and I have been her non-stop chauffer for her friends and especially my brother, who gets anxiety to anything. He thinks any form activity could spell out the end of the world for him. It’s so hard to have him open his eyes to the world, but I will keep trying. His mindset seems like a god-fearing peasant from the dark ages. Really it is. Maybe he will never change – the underlying problem is the overarching and caring mum. I was lucky to escape early… He wasn’t. .. He puked after the plane ride here and he’s not going to like the Great Barrier Reef tomorrow. They will be leaving in 3 days.