Get ready for the public art display of your dreams (or at least, my dreams).
Finally, we're here: the night we've all been waiting for! The night where a fratty Australian singing in a bar tells me he loves me in Polish.
Adventures in map reading and finding secret beaches.
First stop heading from Melbourne to Sydney.
My trial run road tripping in Australia: a beach town along the Great Ocean Road.
Because no matter how much nicer other beaches seems to get, Redondo is always home.
There's something to be said for the trope of the labyrinth--confusion, discovery, loss, mystery. Theseus and the Minotaur, David Bowie's eponymous film, the various creatures of a little girl's frightened imagination. How can we find our way out of the endlessly twisting, confusing paths that life itself makes for us?
Five thousand years of history sitting right next to each other.
The low-hanging fog had other plans. Instead of gorgeous, sun-saturated bright hues, there was a white haze and constant drizzle that made it impossible to get an 'Gram-worthy shots, but instead made the whole place feel like a magical forest of mystery and wonder.
Bright walls, wheatpastes, book installations--oh my!