Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Newcastle's Version of the Crazy-Ass Duststorm.

For future reference and for overseas friends, here is a recap.

This morning, I wake up to this:


A post-Apocalyptic glow outside my windows. The entire house smells and tastes like DUST. And the insane winds are threatening to send a cow flying through my third-story window.

The morning moves on and Mark leaves for work. The moment he steps outside, this falls a few meters from him:


So of course, my own trip to uni has me shitting myself every time I heard a tree creak. I was very amused, however, to see the stupid magpie that swoops me struggling to stay upright. If only you hadn't been such a bastard, I may have let you shelter in my house. Too bad.

Other various shots from around town, including Civic Park, the general look of all the cars on the streets and what the surfaces in my house look like now.




And my favourite shot: