MY ADVENTURE COMING HOME FROM WORK

I am part way thru reading Schapelle Corby's My Story, which I got my dad for Christmas and have now borrowed it off him.

Those of you in Aus or NZL would most certainly have heard of Schapelle Corby. She is the twenty something Aussie who was caught coming into Bali with 4.2kg of pot, not so well hidden, in her boggie board bag and has claimed she is the victim of a drug smuggling ring from day one.

This case soon became a talking point for most aussies at some time or another. Did she do it or is she innocent? After a trial, a re-trail and an appeal she has finally been sentenced to 20 years in a Indonesian prison.

The book is written by Corby, with Kathryn Bonella, and she talks about her experiences in prison, her trial etc etc. Regardless of if you believe she is guilty or not, being locked up in an Indonesian prison for 20 years is bad enough – let alone knowing the fact that some murderers only get 5 – 10 years!

Anyways, back on track… The book really makes me appreciate my life more and is making me see the better side of every situation. I’ve realized that little things that I’d usually have the shits about aren’t that bad. Perfect example (yes, I like to use examples a lot – you will soon realize this); Yesterday the Sydney train system, City Rail aka Shitty Rail, crashed. A broken down train at Milsons Point meant that the only chance I had of getting home before 9pm was to walk across the Sydney Harbour Bridge…in heels!!!

Yah…that’s right. I walked the length of the Sydney Harbour Bridge (from the Purple blob to the Orange blob) and more and still wasn’t turning into a grumpy bitch. I then had to walk to Circular Quey to get on a train, and then change trains and then change again. Still I was in a happy disposition. I walked in my front door at 8.30pm – three and a half hours after leaving work and I was STILL in high spirits. As I was eating my takeaway dinner (come on you can’t expect me to cook after the afternoon I had – I’m not THAT cheerful) I was thinking about the positive things of my journey and I came up with the following;

* I’d been meaning to get off a station early either before work or on the way home so I could walk across the bridge rather than catch the train because the views truly are amazing

* I ended up chatting to my ex on the phone for most of the walk (I had to ring and ask for directions) so that was nice to just 'chat'

* As much as I’d like to say I did, I truly had no intention of going to the gym last night so the walk was good excerise.

* I think I’ve made up my mind who I’ll vote for in the upcoming state election next weekend instead of wasting my vote because I was planning on submitting a 'donkey' vote.

In the end, despite the afternoon/night I'd had - my life truly is amazing. I could be sitting in a dirty, rat infested hell hole for the next 20 years for a crime I, supposedly, did not commit.