The Entwistles Abode, September 2014
First day of university started today, it's okay bar the unbearable heat. But I'm one step closer to finishing my exchange application, which is pretty cool.
February 24, 2015
February 17, 2015
Around Fitzroy
February 14, 2015
Homeward Bound
Toodyay, September 2014
I'm currently sitting at Qatar airport on my way back to little Perth. If you've been following me on instagram, you would know that I just came back from Copenhagen yesterday after a spontaneous trip to visit friends living there, and the city it truly a little gem. Its small, like Perth, but concentrated, like a real city and it's super cool that there are wide bike lines that encourage everyone to ride everywhere. It has definetly encouraged me to (finally) invest in a bike that I have been meaning to do for some years now. Besides being super expensive (seriously coffee verges on $9), the city does pretty much everything well. All the shops, bars and cafes that I went to are perfectly fitted out like a hipster haven, the streets are clean and the vintage shops are only a selection of the coolest trinkets from the past. Aside from Copenhagen, my days in Paris have been equally as inspiring, exciting and have brought back old memories of living in France. I've had such a great time there, having dinner with my old french friends, listening to all their stories about being creatives in Paris, speaking french everyday, going to all the underground galleries and the very tourist packed museums and just about everything that Paris has to offer. I will write some more in depth stories about the trip when my photogaphs are developed, but for now I'm about to embark on a ten hour plane back to reality.
I'm currently sitting at Qatar airport on my way back to little Perth. If you've been following me on instagram, you would know that I just came back from Copenhagen yesterday after a spontaneous trip to visit friends living there, and the city it truly a little gem. Its small, like Perth, but concentrated, like a real city and it's super cool that there are wide bike lines that encourage everyone to ride everywhere. It has definetly encouraged me to (finally) invest in a bike that I have been meaning to do for some years now. Besides being super expensive (seriously coffee verges on $9), the city does pretty much everything well. All the shops, bars and cafes that I went to are perfectly fitted out like a hipster haven, the streets are clean and the vintage shops are only a selection of the coolest trinkets from the past. Aside from Copenhagen, my days in Paris have been equally as inspiring, exciting and have brought back old memories of living in France. I've had such a great time there, having dinner with my old french friends, listening to all their stories about being creatives in Paris, speaking french everyday, going to all the underground galleries and the very tourist packed museums and just about everything that Paris has to offer. I will write some more in depth stories about the trip when my photogaphs are developed, but for now I'm about to embark on a ten hour plane back to reality.
February 05, 2015
Kathleen Street Speakeasy
February 03, 2015
Plans for the Future
Nathans Farm Toodyay, September 2014
I wanted to write this to you, I started the words but realised that I couldn't finish. Here will have to do. Tonight I had dinner at a friend of a friends place in Paris. They are a half Australian/English Christian couple with two adorable kids living in the outskirts, known as the banlieues. They seem to have made a life for themselves half way across the world (granted his wife is English, but they have still moved to another major city where English is not widely spoken), with him working as an English teacher and her looking after the kids. They have a home church, their kids speak both French and English and they have local friends while still keeping in touch with the old. Another Australian/English couple joined us, who are originally from Adelaide but have lived in London for the past 10 years and Paris the past 8 months. They are a week away from opening their very own cafe in the heart of Paris, 100% run and owned by them. There was no doubt a lot of hard work and money put in by them, but they seem to be actually doing the one thing that I would one day love to do. Their stories were great testatments to the fact that you can travel to the other side of the globe and settle down, you can find jobs or start your own cafe and have artistic hobbies on the side, or just be an artist full stop. These things are all possible and in ten years, this is where I see myself living. I don't really care what I'm doing, I just want to be here. I think as they were telling me their stories I was imagining myself working in a local cafe, with you making music everyday and us living in a small studio apartment filled with potted plants and cooking dinner together every night. But I guess I will just have to cut the second half of that story out and do it all by myself. And thats okay.
I wanted to write this to you, I started the words but realised that I couldn't finish. Here will have to do. Tonight I had dinner at a friend of a friends place in Paris. They are a half Australian/English Christian couple with two adorable kids living in the outskirts, known as the banlieues. They seem to have made a life for themselves half way across the world (granted his wife is English, but they have still moved to another major city where English is not widely spoken), with him working as an English teacher and her looking after the kids. They have a home church, their kids speak both French and English and they have local friends while still keeping in touch with the old. Another Australian/English couple joined us, who are originally from Adelaide but have lived in London for the past 10 years and Paris the past 8 months. They are a week away from opening their very own cafe in the heart of Paris, 100% run and owned by them. There was no doubt a lot of hard work and money put in by them, but they seem to be actually doing the one thing that I would one day love to do. Their stories were great testatments to the fact that you can travel to the other side of the globe and settle down, you can find jobs or start your own cafe and have artistic hobbies on the side, or just be an artist full stop. These things are all possible and in ten years, this is where I see myself living. I don't really care what I'm doing, I just want to be here. I think as they were telling me their stories I was imagining myself working in a local cafe, with you making music everyday and us living in a small studio apartment filled with potted plants and cooking dinner together every night. But I guess I will just have to cut the second half of that story out and do it all by myself. And thats okay.
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