I was really excited to see some old friends in Sydney and meet their kids for the first time. These kids are seriously so cute I just want to eat them.
On my last day, we all headed to the beach for coffee and a last glance at The Pacific from this side of the world. As my friend and his three-year-old daughter were walking hand in hand, she stopped in her tracks and looked up at her dad.
"Daddy. I love you whole world, so much."
Melt.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
She's Like The Wind
I took a shuttle from Torquay to the Avalon Airport just outside of Melbourne on what seemed like one of the windiest days ever.
A few of us had just spent the morning trying to swim in Bells Beach without our skin peeling off from being sandblasted. Seriously. That said, the water was amazing and the views spectacular...but holy moly, 40mph sand hurts.
On the ride, it was just me and the shuttle driver and so far, it had been a pretty quiet ride. The shuttle was being pushed around a bit by the wind, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Suddenly, the wind pushed the shuttle almost completely into the other lane and after he corrected the wheel, the driver said, "It's a bit like dancing with the wife that doesn't want to dance."
You'd need to hear the accent to get the full effect, but it made me smile.
A few of us had just spent the morning trying to swim in Bells Beach without our skin peeling off from being sandblasted. Seriously. That said, the water was amazing and the views spectacular...but holy moly, 40mph sand hurts.
On the ride, it was just me and the shuttle driver and so far, it had been a pretty quiet ride. The shuttle was being pushed around a bit by the wind, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Suddenly, the wind pushed the shuttle almost completely into the other lane and after he corrected the wheel, the driver said, "It's a bit like dancing with the wife that doesn't want to dance."
You'd need to hear the accent to get the full effect, but it made me smile.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Baby Steps
I did my fair share of whirlwind backpacking trips in Europe and Australia in my early twenties. (Man, I think that's the first time I've used that phrase - "in my early twenties" - makes me feel...so...adult?)
This also means I spent a ton of time wandering around airports. When we were traveling on a budget and carrying only what we needed, I used to love passing by the Duty Free shops to snag a spray of perfume. That little squirt always made me feel like I was traveling for business or perhaps with my husband on a grand vacation.
On this trip, as I passed the Duty Free Shop and realized I hadn't put perfume on that morning...I thought, "Perfect, I'll just grab a quick spray here." Memories of Europe and eating bread and cheese for every meal and wearing the same pants three days in a row immediately ran through my head.
And as much as I loved those trips and the adventure and being dirty, dirty, dirty...I was surprised how happy I was that I travel just slightly above those means now.
This also means I spent a ton of time wandering around airports. When we were traveling on a budget and carrying only what we needed, I used to love passing by the Duty Free shops to snag a spray of perfume. That little squirt always made me feel like I was traveling for business or perhaps with my husband on a grand vacation.
On this trip, as I passed the Duty Free Shop and realized I hadn't put perfume on that morning...I thought, "Perfect, I'll just grab a quick spray here." Memories of Europe and eating bread and cheese for every meal and wearing the same pants three days in a row immediately ran through my head.
And as much as I loved those trips and the adventure and being dirty, dirty, dirty...I was surprised how happy I was that I travel just slightly above those means now.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Power and Love
Was wandering around a mall today and walked by a store playing a familiar song.
I leaned in slightly to make sure I was hearing right and then smiled...it indeed was the song I thought.
The two guys behind the counter gave me a confused look and I smiled and said, "That's my brother's band....was just making sure I heard it right."
"Get out of here! That's your brother?!"
"Yeah. It's crazy to hear it here." [in Australia]
"Right on. I love this band! Power and love to you and your bro. Tell him to keep making great music."
I leaned in slightly to make sure I was hearing right and then smiled...it indeed was the song I thought.
The two guys behind the counter gave me a confused look and I smiled and said, "That's my brother's band....was just making sure I heard it right."
"Get out of here! That's your brother?!"
"Yeah. It's crazy to hear it here." [in Australia]
"Right on. I love this band! Power and love to you and your bro. Tell him to keep making great music."
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Honesty
I was riding the ferry to Manly Beach and this little girl, all of 5 years old, came running up the stairs singing, "I'm all by myseeeelf, my dad's downstaiiiirs. I'm all by myseeeelf...."
She smiled at everyone and walked over to two twentysomething goth girls with multiple piercings in their faces.
She sat down next to them, swinging her legs and said, "Hi. What are those things on your face?"
"These? They're jewelry."
"Why do you have them?"
"Ummm...I don't know actually. Because I like them. I think they look nice. Do you like them?"
The little girl cocked her head to one side and stared at the piercings. "Nope. I think they're kind of ugly."
The pierced girl laughed and said, "Well you're allowed to like whatever you want."
"I know."
The little girl continued to swing her legs and all three of them smiled as they stared out at the ocean.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
When people are really good at what they do
After I heard my name called at the doctor's office, I mustered up the energy to walk through the door and wondered if the nurse thought I was a homeless person. No bra. Pajama pants. Hair pulled back in a ponytail after falling asleep on a wet head.
He looked at me and said the usual greeting, "How are you?"
"Mmmm. I'm.....I'm ok." I said with a completely pitiful face.
"Don't worry. I'm here."
Didn't realize those two words could mean so much.
He looked at me and said the usual greeting, "How are you?"
"Mmmm. I'm.....I'm ok." I said with a completely pitiful face.
"Don't worry. I'm here."
Didn't realize those two words could mean so much.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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