an ode to winter.

i miss winter. the joys of living in queensland are somewhat overshadowed by the fact that this fine state refuses to acknowledge winter! its just hot.. or sweaty. winter just misses out. every year. i like my life to have seasons. i like knowing that there are some days in the year which are perfect for scarves and big coats and wheat bags full of joy and heat. queensland apparently disagrees with me on this and its only compromise is sending some acceptable winter weather at 4.30 in the morning. i refuse to acknowledge that this is as good as it gets - so until queensland can do better, i'll be the girl in the scarf and the sunnies wearing my swimmers under my tights and coat.

easter and the islands

for easter i went cruising. it was super rad.

This was our sweet ride :)

on the days we were released (yes, this word is appropriate!) onto dry land we got to laze on the beach and meet and greet the locals. i've got to say that i have never felt like more of a tourist as when 2000 plus cruisers are released onto semi-inhabited islands to overwhelm the locals and get suitably ripped off for our brazen ignorances. everybody wins.

so heres to being a tourist... sometimes i guess its okay.