How you guys doin’?! I’m writing this post entirely in the heat of the moment after spending an unhealthy amount of time scrolling through various blogs and being bitten to death by midges. But before I set off on yet another tangent or rant as you may call it, regarding the ‘blogosphere’, I’m aware that I am absolutely not a pro when it comes to this blogging malarkey, however I’ve been reading blogs for a number of years and I’ve dabbled in and out of writing for nearly two – it’s the only hobby I’ve sorta-kinda managed to stick to as an ‘adult’. But I felt vryyy frustrated and kinda sad after reading Hannah Gale’s post on the slow demise of blogging, and how platforms such as Instagram are quickly taking over the blogging industry.
Fun fact! The numbers on the bracelet above are actually my coordinates to home, a gift I received from my auntie and cousin during my leaving party last October! How cool is that?! Anyhoo, it seems so surreal to sit back and type this as the sun is setting in front of me whilst getting my butt into gear for tonights barbecue with friends – 16 year old Isobel would be so so proud of me right now. I spent today walking along a beach in Brisbane, editing photos on Lightroom and listening to the sound of nature from my bed with ‘My Dear Melancholy’ in the background. Being the ultimate stereotype of a homebody, I’m still amazed and also proud that I’ve managed to last so long away from my home, and being away from my family – the longest I’ve ever been away from home is two weeks with even that being a struggle!
Ohh, Byron Bay – the greatest location in Australia; I can’t begin to explain how much I bloody love the place. My first visit was back in January during a brief hour long visit at the end of our road trip back to Brisbane from The Great Ocean Road; instantly falling in love with the beautiful New South Wales coastal town. Although we only drove through the main town and spent most of our time eating leftover barbecue food on the beach (whilst on dog watch, obv) – I knew this place was special and I’d be eager to visit again and again. Excitedly, me and Jack loaded our car last weekend with a handful of camping gear and snacks, and set off to Cape Byron for three nights. Of course, this trip is a blog post in itself which I can’t wait to share on here next week – hopefully.
I find it incredibly difficult to switch off from the real world and on social media; when I do my head is still weighed down by pointless shit that happened 10 years ago, such as my favourite bike being stolen when I was little. Recently my head has been all over the place and I’ve been in need of chill time for quite sometime now. I knew exactly where I was going wrong; life does can become difficult and we can let it all get on top of us, eventually becoming too much. But it can take a while to come to the realisation that the person who was causing this stress, was me.
On a sunny afternoon strolling around Kendal, Jack and I were determined to pop into a book shop to find a book that suited ourselves for Australia. I’m not much of a reader myself, at least I wasn’t until I began to take travel writing seriously, so I had no idea what genre of book I was looking for. After mooching through a variety of travel books, I came across My Adventures – A Travellers Journal by Lisa Te Sonne. It seemed perfect.
I’ve admired travel photography for several years, even more so since become a traveller myself. In 2016, I saved up my wages and bought my first ever camera, and couldn’t contain my excitement to use it abroad. I spent the following summer snapping away at everything I possibly could whilst on holiday in Greece, and after organising my year away in Australia – the first thing on my mind was upping my photography game.
I feel like I’ve all I’ve spoken about recently is our epic road trip in Australia, but I’ve experienced so many different feelings and I’ve been inspired by so many occurrences, that I just can’t not talk about it. I’m back in Brisbane now – my second home, and I’ve had a few days to reflect on everything we’ve seen and done in our trusty Mitsubishi Lancer. I’ve managed to narrow it down to six of my favourite moments, and must sees if you ever decide to road trip in Aus.
“Constantly using your camera diminishes the power of your memories. It seems you pay less attention when you are counting on your photographs as a memory aid.”
Another day, another possible stupid idea. We’ve been toying with the idea of buying skateboards since we got here. There’s skate parks pretty much everywhere and like surfing, skateboarding seems like a must over here… providing there’s no broken bones over the next year.