We are home on Western Australian soil. The state of excitement, land of sandgropers. Back to the clear and cloudless blue sky, the dry summer air, empty white sand beaches, dogs, family, and friends. Stepping out of the Perth airport, the hot easterly wind hit us like a furnace, carrying the familiar smell of eucalyptus and the distant desert. In one short flight, our environment went from 100% humidity to less than 10%.