Sand in my shoes
June 25 2005 04:10 AM | Australia
I was getting use to the wonderful food and drink
down under. It had flavor and variety. Here, you get
fries with it. I’d kill for a tall, cold glass of
squash right now. I’m already tired of beef. It is
interesting how my perceptions of Australia are
remaining close to my heart and dreams. Why did that
country touch my heart so? Perhaps it was the
friendly people, or the jaw-dropping scenery. I also
if it was the fact that I didn’t have to show up at
work any worry about locator maps, too. Regardless, I
hope I can go back one day.
Now the fun part begins. I took more than 1,000 photos down under. It will be fun making a DVD, scrapbook and Flash slide show from them. I’m already using some as wallpaper, especially my Lennox Head sunrise.
I suppose I could have shot more video, recorded more audio, done more fancier Web pages whileI was down there. But I wanted to EXPERIENCE and LIVE, not be very production oriented. What’s the use of being on one of the nicest beaches in the world if your nose is buried in html code?
Speaking of which, I put on my sandals the other day. They still had sand in them.
Now the fun part begins. I took more than 1,000 photos down under. It will be fun making a DVD, scrapbook and Flash slide show from them. I’m already using some as wallpaper, especially my Lennox Head sunrise.
I suppose I could have shot more video, recorded more audio, done more fancier Web pages whileI was down there. But I wanted to EXPERIENCE and LIVE, not be very production oriented. What’s the use of being on one of the nicest beaches in the world if your nose is buried in html code?
Speaking of which, I put on my sandals the other day. They still had sand in them.