3:00 rise and coffee
3:30 depart Fairfield
3:50 park and walk
4:00 in ANZAC square
Man welcomes us and dignitaries walk in.
4:20 catapult party starts
5:13 finished.
5:20 we are walking up to look at the Shrine of rememberance
2:57am I'm in the kitchen making a pour over coffee. This is a Phoebe thing. I'd not heard of it before meeting her. Take it into her. There are those who need a coffee to get the body to come alive.
It's raining.
I think my only rain coat options are centenary coaches jacket and my ski jacket. Chose centenary. Kept liner.
Lots of st Peter's kids. One with a wreath.
No rain. Cool wind.
A few drops. Zip up and pull hoodie on but not long after push the hoodie back.
5:13 it's all over.
Sun not risen.
PHILOSOPHICAL REFLECTION
Reflecting on the futility of war.
It must have been absolute shyte to have been at Gallipoli. Cold mud and close to death. Thinking back to last year and actually being at Gallipoli and seeing the closeness of the trenches reinforces the futility.
Nothing changes.
Turkey is still Turkey.
Fast forward to the present-
In 100 years, Iran will still be Iran.
Israel will still be Israel.
We speak of our freedom.
I think the soldiers die to maintain the status quo.