Bondi
January 29th 2004 -
Bondi
Anna and her cousin are spending four days at an apartment at Bondi beach – although Anna’s still working for the period, she loves the idea of going to sleep to the sounds of the surf, and also likes being able to walk to the beach. I stayed there last night, and while the surf was pretty nice, there was one major problem: Anna’s cousin snores worse than anybody I’ve ever heard. It’s amazing. We went to sleep fairly early while she went out to the pokies, and I didn’t hear her come in, but I *did* wake up the moment she started snoring.
Fortunately, Anna knows about this problem, so we had earplugs, which I put in. The snoring was still pretty loud. I managed to get to sleep again after about half an hour, which was very good by my standards: I normally have a lot of trouble with snoring or mosquito noises, and just get angrier and angrier until I get up and do despicable things to the sources of my misery. But those days seem to be over now.
It did make the whole sleep/surf thing a bit pointless, though.