Glare

Summer days, drifting away.

This time of year does the sunlight wonders.

In the morning, the dominating rise over clear crisp sky allures me out of bed. And in the evening it puts on a glorious show turning the sky radiant colours of red, orange, baby blue and pink. I just want to stare at it for hours. And seen as it's finally let go of that summer intensity, I can.

It fees like every man and his dog are taking photos on iphone and uploading through Instagram these days. And why wouldn't we. It's fast, fun, friendly and doesnt take a Bachelor of Science to figure out how to use. And with so many different filters, in an instant one can place a photo back in time, or so it appears. For someone like me who secretly wishes they were a child of the 1900's this is fantastic news. No time machine required. Want to go back in time? well theres an app for that. Want to learn French, theres an app for that. Next there will be an app that will cook and wash up for you. Well heres hoping. 

In December I was torn between purchasing an SLR or a top of the range point and shoot camera. When I was almost sold on the big, bulky, lens interchangeable type; I took a step back and thought about how much more use I would get out of simple yet good quality camera I can constantly have on me. Especially coming close to travel time where I will barely have room for a pair of shorts in my backpack, let alone a camera and its entourage of lenses. The Canon G12 caught my (fish) eye and I havent looked back. I even forked out the $750 to get set up by myself prefering to not let Santa chip in. Aside from spending $2000 on a trip to Bali, my first holiday in 3 years, I have never spent so many pennies on my self in one go. I felt naughty, independent and empowered all at once. I think people forget to gift themselves sometimes. Im not one of these gals who go out week by week updating wardrobe. Because at risk of being called a freak of nature; I truly dislike shopping. My body reacts to more than an hour of shopping and before I know it Im struck with a lightning headache, clear punishment for engaging in the dismal act. Instead I would say most my moolah goes toward food, beer or to the salvos when once in a green moon I stumble across something worthy of treasuring.

My Euro trip will be my biggest splurge yet.

6 months on the road, with no solid plans and no official place to call home.

Safe to say i'll be spending more than a new car on this trip.

May need to start counting out dollars, not pennies.