So here we are on day three.
Yesterday was a good day.  The scheduled tour had been cancelled so we booked another to visit Fremantle.  That was in the arvo.
In the morning we decided to explore Perth a little.  It sort of did not matter that we did not have a car as there are a number of buses called CATs (which stands for something).  They are different colours and do free trips where a person can hop on and off at their leisure.  We did the Yellow bus and the Blue bus.
Brisbane had the reputation of being a big country town.  I think it has outgrown that label now but I felt Peth was that.  Sure it has its share of tell buildings but has a different feel.  I do wonder what Brisbane city is like these days as there seemed to be more people with mental health or drug problems in evidence.
Our motel is directly opposite the entertainment venue.  Last night someone famous was performing.  We heard nothing in our room but on venturing outside the crowd looked rough to me.
In the afternoon we did the tour of Fremantle and also Kings park in Perth.  It turned out we were the only two.  But I think the tour guide was pleased to have people genuinely interested.  Kings park is beautiful.  We spent time there exploring and getting ourselves a memento of our visit.  There seems to be a number of monuments to those who fought in various wars.
We did visit another place that had a monument to navy personnel.  The one at Kings park was nore to do with army and air force.
The guide was a wealth of information and obviously delights in the place he lives.  One thing he did say in response to my comment about our known history being brief was that other places have a lot of history but we have a lot of geography.
Another thing he said that I had not considered but that righs true was the indigenous population or sort of close to Indian.  Many of the names have a root base that is close to the Indian population.  That sort of feels right to me as the peoples in many ways do not look dissimilar.
Fremantle was closer to Peth than I realized.  Its suburbs have actually merged with Peth.  But it does have a plethora of old buildings.  We spent time at the markets there.  On shop we avoided as it was full of Australian memorabilia but I felt a closer look would have revealed most items to be made in China.
Today is a Swan river cruise.  Nice place.  Does not want to make me move here though.
 

Well here we are in Perth.
It is good to visit different places.  The architecture is different here.  It looks to me like things are built on a grand scale.  Even modest buidings tend to be different.
I was glad when the flight was over.  We arrived at the airport to leave in good time but the flight was slightly delayed in leaving.  The boarding process was different.  We went down the usual shute for boarding then had to walk down stairs and across the tarmac and board the back of the plane from up another set of stairs.
I actually did not know that there were planes with seats so packed together.  The flight was full.  The onboard entertainment had progressed to.  There is heaps to watch if I want to on a screen on the back of the seat in front.  There are earphones supplied by the airline for that.
I chase to at first listen to music on my phone and then watched some episodes of “The Chosen” on my phone.  I have never seen that series.  On the screen in front of me I watched our progress across the continent.  The trip was about five and a half hours.  The coldest it was outside the plane was -50.  I was glad we were insulated.
It is cooler in Perth.  Not cold but definitely more spring like at the moment.
This afternoon we head to Fremantle.  I am looking forward to that.  This morning is free and we will take a free bus around the place to get a look at the city. Before that is breaky.  Again I am looking forward to that.  If it is anything like Daydream was then breakfast will definitely be a good way to start the activities of the day.
It is actually nice to just get away and do something different for a while.  I definitely enjoy what I do but I also definitely enjoy doing something different for a while.  It is like recharging the batteries.
I definitely get to meet different people.  The guy who drove us to our motel was originally from Northern Island.  Someone else I have talked to was from Hawaii and is working in Perth for a month.  Former military fella.
Technology definitely makes it a smaller world.    I can wifi in which makes posting possible.  I can remain it touch with people I associate with very easily if I need or want to.  But getting away is about getting away.

More and more I am thinking it is true.
I rang someone yesterday just to make sure they were ok.  They are 70 something and had had a bad day.  Yet I really believe in that person.  Bad days are a fact of life.  I have them, as I suspect everyone does.
Yet bad days do not define me.  As long as I have a vision of good things I work to that end. To me it is the old two steps forward and one step back scenario.  Even if that happens, I have progressed a step. It is not about how long it may take to get there, it is getting there that counts.
Another mate of mine I saw last night has been spending time with someone who has real issues.  It is hard work. In a sense, it would be much easier to do their own thing.  But the payoff for the investment of time and effort, reaps dividends in another’s life that mean the world to the other, and sees them set free from a destructive lifestyle.
This is my point.  I may not be famous as most see fame.  That is, I am not in the news and multitudes may not follow me on social media.  But I can make a difference for the better in one life.  I do not know where that will lead but the one person may make a difference in many lives.  To me making a difference for the better is more fulfilling than fleeting fame. 
Sometimes it seems life is like snakes and ladders.  Someone walks into my life.  So often what happens is unexpected.  Yet acceptance of that person is like landing on a ladder and through them, I am projected higher towards my goal.  By the same token someone can come into my life, and it is like landing on a snake and I go backwards for a bit.  That is why it is important to me to weigh up influences, and jettison with respect any that is a negative influence in my life.
To me a needy person is not automatically a bad influence.  A bad influence is all take and use – seeing only themselves.  A good influence, no matter what form it may take, is someone who wants to change for the better, and is willing to take the steps to do so.  Or a good influence may be someone I can aspire to be like. 
Only I can know what is good or bad for me.  But the opinion of others should always be considered before discarding or otherwise.  Sometimes others see what I do not.  Everyone has blind spots.  If I could see it, it would not be a blind spot.
Importance is not measured by random clicks or space in a newspaper.  Importance is measured by the difference I make by just being me and helping where I can.