The Adventures of Nic

Dreaming of an English Summer

It gets dark around 5pm at the moment in Brisbane. It makes me so sad. Even though I am a 'night person' and love the dark, there's something equally beautiful about daylight until 11 o'clock at night.

That's how it was in an English summer. Hours upon hours of daylight and even if the sky was grey, the daylight still made me happy. There was just a 'buzz' in the air, the ability to be out so late without fear. :)

I wish we had daylight saving in QLD, because even in the height of summer, it still gets dark around 7pm.

I'm not feeling particularly well lately, after the brilliant few weeks I had of feeling SO energised (including the trip to Keppel Island!) the fatigue came back. And of course catching a simple flu is 10 times worse. Not to mention the ex-broken leg which keeps hurting, but that was because I ran on Keppel Island (impact sports hurt). And why did I run? If I didn't run I would have missed the boat and been stuck on the island another day. Which wouldn't have been such a bad thing.... ;)

But seriously, I have such a bad sense of direction. I thought I was on the close beach and had plenty of time to get to the boat but as I approached the cliffs, it seemed apparent that ANOTHER bay stretched out before me, so I had to run about 4km, 500m over rocks (so more rock-hopping than running!) while wearing a bikini and no shoes, and hoping desperately that my energy didn't run out before I got there.

I made it. Yay for stubborn perserverence!!!

posted by Nic @ 5:16 PM