Although Perth was beautiful, my spirits were in the toilet. The rash spread all over my arms and legs, butt cheeks, stomach and back. It itched like there was no tomorrow and the heat (like 40+ Centigrade) exacerbated the symptoms. That, coupled with a drunk-loving group of not so friendly folks at the Old Swan Barracks didn’t help my attitude. So after 4 days when it was time to catch my train across the continent I was pretty ready and roaring to go.
