Sharks and fruit
Here I am back at work after the long and lovely holiday break, and I remembered that I didn't write about a particular preoccupying thought that has been floating in and out of consciousness since Christmas time. Around Christmas time, a few shark attacks were reported on the news, one of them in northern Sydney (about two to three hours south of where we were staying at Marcus' mom's house). I was a little freaked out about going swimming in the ocean over the next few days, but went anyway. The shark attacks weren't around our beaches. Uh huh. Well I'm reading through the latest shark attacks today (there were one or two yesterday and then another one today) and there was a shark attack at one of the beaches we went swimming at during Christmas. Creepy. Though I must say, these Aussies are very good at fighting back and punching the sharks and certainly not all of the attacks (and possibly most of the attacks) are not fatal. Most of the people also make referenc...