Sydney dust storm

Woke up Wednesday morning and the world was red. Not just the sky, like when there is a sunset. The air was solid with red.
Not much sound about, as most of the birds were keeping shtum. The odd car and bus driving past.

Phone
went off. It was Jamie from school. Good weather for a bit of
time-lapse she reckons. Got the camera out and snapped a few shots, but
the red was thick and featureless. Not much moving around in there.

Facebook conversation Wednesday morning...

Her:
Hey Dave! Did you take this photo this morning (around 7am) ? I woke up
very early and the colors coming through my window were absolutely
amazing! I took a photo of my window at 6:30am. The sky was pink!

Me: OH crap, the end of the world is coloured PINK!!! (ha ha)
The sky was blood red when I woke up round six'ish so I rolled over and went back to sleep.
The apocalypse does not start without me.

The
dust storm did weird things to ones colour perception. Normal colour
indoors if the lights were on, but outside everything was tinted red.
The only contrast being blue light from the sun, or from buildings, or
car head lights.

The world outside the windows
gradually lightened. The Martian red fading till there was just a white
fog floating around. The air was clear by the afternoon.

A
mate reckons Wednesday morning was just like travelling. When you wake
up in a new place and normal stuff has a strange angle to it.

Cept that in this case the whole city had been transported.