A Singaporean In Australia

I slept late last night. That was a mistake because today was the day I covered the most distance on road during work. I drove a total of 160km. That was nothing compared to the professional couriers or interstate truck drivers or even bus drivers. Considering I had to stop at 6 locations and perform different tasks at each one, while stopping twice in the factory to juggle work flow, it was a rather tiring.

The final location I had to go was the Port of Fremantle. That was my first visit to this place. There was a crate who came from Singapore that I had to pick up from here. On the way to the port, I drove half asleep along the entire Leech Highway from Perth Airport. I tried many methods, slapping my face, pinching places, winding down the window, music, turning down the temperature, turning up the temperature, nothing really worked. I almost dozed off at every red light I stopped at. The strong sun light didn't help matters, forcing me to close my eyes more often than I preferred. Finally I made myself to the port in one piece. Loading of the damn crate took a while as there were large trucks before me which took seemingly forever to fill up. 

When I finally received my pallet of steel, I drove off gratefully. I could call it a day when I unload that in the factory. I was knackered. I needed a rest badly. Driving home would be another 35km. On the way out, I took a glance at the ocean along the coast road of the port. That place was just our PSA region. Containers lined up everywhere, with forklift and cranes constantly in action. I decided to pull over and take a breather.