Norman Beach was its usual, deserted self --- despite it being the end of summer, and the weekend, I never saw even a dozen people on the beach at the same time, and most of the time when I headed for some (cold!) waves after work, it was just me out there!

Of course, with my pantry and fridge both still holding more on moving-out day than I was planning for, the Kombi was packed to the rafters, with boxes and baskets taking up floor space that was meant to be free, and with me having no clue where half of the things I packed were ("I know I packed that, it must be somewhere"). I guess with the lack of test runs (Thanks, Covid!), that was inevitable. And 10 days at the Prom certainly made some dent in the food surplus.