Australia: Hamilton Island
I got back from Australia just
about two weeks ago, and already it feels like a lifetime away. I've had
trouble when thinking about how to write about this trip. Partly
because it's been so long since I've blogged consistently. The few
things I have written about are just promos or pretty pictures. And I
hate the idea that I'm perpetuating some kind of myth that my life is
only full of shiny smiles and vacations. For the record, it's not. Just today, (and really, on any
average day), I've run the gamut of emotions reading other people's
blog posts or status updates and thought, "wow, she has it so easy", or "why didn't I get invited?", or "I wish I had it all together, like her". I'm not sure we're (I'm) made to process so much information. And I hate the way the internet can make us feel sometimes.
the other hand, it's not every day that someone calls you out of the
blue, and offers you the job of photographing a dream vacation. So I
don't want to come across like I'm whining or ungrateful. I am.
In fact, I'm still a little dumb-struck and unsure that this whole
thing even happened. Every day there was unbelievable, in the best way.
And the biggest gifts of the trip, were the ones I hadn't anticipated. Like getting to meet Hailey and see Rachel. It's funny how you can be in the most spectacular place, but the things you remember most fondly are not ever things.
we started in Brisbane, and that's when I realized I brought my old,
BROKEN camera. You know how it's always a little nerve-wracking to meet
someone new? Well, it's even more fun to add on a problem that needs
immediate solving. "Hi Hailey, I'm so thrilled to meet you. I know you
and your adorable husband drove an hour, and have been waiting and are
probably starving. But guess what? I have to find the nearest camera
storel." So that's the first thing I did in Australia. And they were so
sweet and accommodating and didn't even ask once how in the hell someone
who has been shooting for twenty years brings a broken camera to the
other side of the world.
Eventually we had a nice lunch and they took us around their lovely city. I'd post pictures, but seeing as the camera wasn't charged yet, the ones I had are already on instagram.
We stayed at the Beach Club, and y'all... Australia is apparently too good for pigeons.
The server had to shoo them away because the sugar content is not good for them. But they don't care, and won't go to rehab, and are apparently so smart that if you left your door open they would locksmith open your cabinets.
There's a lot more to write about. But I think this post is getting long. So I will save it for another day, and just post some pics from a lunch we had at Qualia: another place that is making me wonder why I did not find someone to marry while I was there, just for dual citizenship. Because really, I think Jason would understand.
I hope you all have a fun Halloween tonight! Tell your kids to run from anyone handing out flyers instead of candy!