No worries, mate

Loyal readers, casual inquirers, and other followers -

After an extended period with limited internet access, I'm finally able to sit down and write a new post. We are currently in Canberra (CAN-b-ra, like bra, with a hiccup between the b and r), in the lovely Hotel Kurrajong. How lovely, do you ask? The bathroom has a multi-voltage/multi-national outlet for electric shavers, and the ethernet port comes pre-plugged with its own network cable. And if that doesn't make you go, 'wow they've thought of everything', I don't know what will.

As you read in the last post, we went kayaking yesterday, which was fantastic, then sailed on a yacht, which was, exciting (more on that in a minute), and went to a pub to sample the local music scene, which was very loud, but quite fun. Overall, yesterday was a very good day.

Now, I'd like to set the record straight regarding a certain incident on yesterday's exciting yacht ride. Two people were called to action to assist in a tricky docking to pick up two additional passengers. James (son of Brandon's host family) and I went to shove off from the dock when the boat tilted suddenly, and my right hand got squished against the dock pylon and the cable sail support. James was less lucky, and he got caught against the canopy frame. We found out this morning that his leg is fractured in 3 places, but, as he was walking on it last night (albeit gingerly), I doubt it will slow him down any.

As for my hand, I really don't think anything is broken, but regardless, it was fortunately my right hand (my bowing hand, not cello-fingering hand). As of this moment, I can move my fingers without problem (I'm typing this blog post as proof), the swelling is starting to go down, the cut is closed, and it isn't turning crazy colors (sadly), but it still really hurts to touch it. It's more annoying than anything. I'm going to give it another day or two to get better, and if it doesn't, I promise I'll have it x-rayed. (I really don't think it's broken.)

It was nobody's fault but my own (and maybe the ocean), and as a direct result, I have learned to keep all limbs in the boat. But really, I'm fine. It could have been worse, but wasn't, and next time, I'll know what to do. (or not do, which ever the case may be)

Until then, no worries.

Cheers,

Brian