I would like to say that I found the perfect man here in Australia. Are you surprised? I sure hope you are because – I would be too. Fortunately, this entry is not about the perfect man, I would not want to bore you to death with a soppy love story even if there was one, though I will say this… I know he exists, he is just in hiding somewhere. But this is beside the point.
No, this entry is about little notes that I keep finding stuck to my windscreen for parking in the wrong places. I have been here three weeks and so far had two notes.

My first Aussie love note
I thought the first ever note was very rude. I did in fact check online just the week before that unit 18 was still up for grabs (as such the parking space wasn’t used) but I guess 700,000 dollar units go rather quickly in this city. Just a week later I found this lovely note on my windscreen. Considering that I had no prior warning, I would have expected a nicer note. I obliged of course and moved my car outside the parking garage. Our apartment, unfortunately, only comes with one official parking space and there is no visitor parking. I am not sure who designed this apartment complex but making one carport for a two-bedroom apartment is a little inadequate.
I started parking my car behind our building. There are parking spaces at the back of the drive way that did have a sign saying “private parking” but I assumed that the parking was for the company next door and that surely noone would mind me parking my car there overnight, considering noone worked overnight and there was always a space when I got home and usually still space when I left in the morning. This week I found out that I thought wrong. Tuesday morning I came to my car and found this note.

Love note No. 2
When I found the note I noticed that it was soaking wet and the writing a little smeared. It must have been stuck to my car overnight, though I have to say it was a little nicer than the first one. When I found the note my car was the only car parked in said parking spaces. Oh well, considering there actually is a sign saying no parking, of course, I obliged to this note as well and moved my car – along the wall right outside the parking garages. There are no signs and there is enough space for other cars to pass. Now if there was a tank or a hummer coming through it might get a little stretchy. I am fully expecting another note in a day or two…
On the upside of it all, I have not had a parking ticket nor a speeding ticket, at least not that I am aware of. Are you surprised again? Ha, me too.