…a photo walk, that is.
Believe it or not, it has been four months since I last set foot on Canadian soil. This is officially the longest I’ve been away from home. After receiving some very exciting news today, homesickness did do its best to get me down, but I set an intention for myself early on to do everything in my power to live in the moment and appreciate the incredible opportunity before me here in Australia.
In a perfect world, I would have been blogging my way around this beautiful country over the past sixteen weeks, but we don’t live in a perfect world.
As a compromise, I thought I’d take you on a photographic journey of how the Little Writer has spent her time in this Big World.
Alright, let’s get moving!
Over Easter, Ryan and I decide to treat ourselves to a few weeks of Queensland sunshine. We set up our home base at his sister’s place in Yeppoon (go ahead and laugh… I sure did), but stole away to Great Keppel Island (GKI) for a mini-holiday. This is a must-see should you find yourself on the coasts of central Queensland. We dined on gorgeous pizza, lazed on pristine beaches, sailed the island’s perimeter at sunset, and even snorkelled with a sea turtle!
To work off all the beach beers, we set off on a three-hour, mid-arvo hike up to the summit of Mount Wynham, GKI’s highest point. The view did not disappoint.
An Aussie beach holiday wouldn’t be complete without a sausage sizzle. There aren’t any shrimp on this barbi, but there is a handsome Aussie boy in his natural environment:
In the three months I called The Other Portland home, more than once I had to pinch myself and wonder aloud: “Is this real life?!” Pictured below is Nunn’s Beach, a quick five-minute door-to-shore walk from our apartment.
…and here’s the apartment! (See that window under ‘SportsPower’? Yep, that’s us!)
Voted one of the most scenic drives in the world, Victoria’s winding Great Ocean Road is another must on a trip down under. I’ve been fortunate to spend more time than I ever dreamed along this road, and I dare say there’s more to come!
Here’s my favourite shot from our most recent trip to the 12 Apostles:
For ANZAC Day (Australia’s Remembrance Day equivalent), Ryan and I were up before the crack of dawn (4:45AM, to be exact) to join his darling niece and nephew in Portland’s sunrise service parade. For such a small town, I was astonished by the turn-out and humbled by the service itself.
I couldn’t help but return later in the day to snap a few photos of the brilliant, hand-lain flower displays.
I wouldn’t be much of a pseudo-Aussie if I wasn’t a loyal footy follower, now would I? Much to the dismay of my mates, I’ve pledged my allegiance to the Richmond Tigers (“ARN THE TIGES!”) and was thrilled to catch my first game this past weekend at the iconic MCG here in Melbourne.
Traveling back in time through these wonderful memories really motivates me to kick my blogger butt in gear and do a better job of documenting what the heck I’m up to! More to come.