Christmas in Omeo

We decided to leave Melbourne for a few days over Christmas. So far, so good. But booking our Airbnb we didn’t think bushfires. Boy should we. We’re not in any danger from fire, but we’re in Omeo, where the smoke in the air makes it hazardous. Actually, we’re 2.5x the level of hazardous. So we’re staying inside, I am not jogging, and we will stuff our bellies with Christmas food instead. We probably won’t make it all the way to Friday (I’m already on the verge of a headache and slightly nauseous after taking a walk through town this morning). Anyhow. We went on that walk. I took photos. Now I’m going to try to work out before we make a bunch of food. So you go look at photos. Go go go!

Sulphur, lollies and all of the steam

Yesterday we went to White Island, which isn’t white at all and fucking with my brain cause every time I think White Island all I see is “Vitön” which is the name of the island where in the 1930s the remains of the failed polar expedition of Andrée. There was an amazingly nerdy Swedish book about this expedition I read about a few years back and it kept repeating in my mind. If you’re curious (and you should be!) read the Wikipedia article here.

Anyway. This isn’t an polar expedition. This was a day outing to an active marine volcano. It smelled of farts, looked epic and weird and epic and weird. There were spluttering holes, a geyser (which mainly looked like dirty water spluttering amongst pillars of billowing smoke. You can spot it in one or two photos, good luck finding it!), blood tasting waters and an old factory.

We did not see a whale on the way back, but I did spot a shiny seal on the cliffs of the island and we saw a dolphin fin three times. All in all, a good day.

A beach, a foal and some sun / NZ 2019

We’re in New Zealand. I had a wedding and we decided to tag on a little holiday. It’s weird, having time off, but I am trying to roll with it. 

First day we left Auckland behind, switched rental cars (cause the one we got initially gave me weird signals and started working VERY oddly) and headed south east. And we ended outside of Whakatane, in this lil Airbnb which is more some sort of luxury camping. A bedroom with doors, but an outdoor kitchen, outdoor shower, outdoor bath, outdoor everything. And five minutes walk to the beach. 

Bonus points for lots of horses including a stupidly cute foal. 

Oh, and I am trying to learn how to be in photos. So I will try to accept self photos more often. It’s a thing. Please don’t judge. 

BBQ + a cat + a trampoline and a bunch of people

Third day in Sweden included a heck of a lot of work in the morning and all the family in the evening. My parents picked up me and Peter and we headed out to my brother and his family in their little summer cabin just outside of Stockholm.

This summer has been insane in Sweden, there was barely any rain until August and almost 30 degrees every single day. I’ve never experienced anything like it in all my life. When we got there in July lots of trees had already started drying out and changing colour and it was quite eerie. So while I was contemplating heat waves and climate change while watching the dried oak trees around their cabin, my niece and nephew trampolined, we cuddled the cat (our old cat, Ella! She’s a gem!), went down to the newly opened BBQ place close by and had dinner and then went back to watch football. You know, the world cup. We had such high hopes for Sweden but alas, it all failed. I can’t remember if this was the night they lost, but let’s go with that. I think it was.

Anyway! Good times! I miss having my family around. I know I am biased, but heck I like ’em. Lucky us my brother + family are heading down under for Christmas. Can’t wait!

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Stockholm with Helena & Jenny / Day 2

Day two! We woke up, enjoyed a Swedish breakfast filled with ALL THE THINGS I HAD MISSED FOR A YEAR (not pictured, I was too hungry, okay?!), then headed into the city. I finally got to visit Fotografiska (which is the photography museum) which was pretty darn ace! We had lunch at Hermans, which has a spectacular views over Stockholm and then just walked through the streets of Södermalm, stopped in a park, went to drink all the wine at Bleck.

This is how I think touristing should be. 1 part people, 2 parts food and wine, 1 part touristy stuff. Perfect!

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Stockholm with Helena & Jenny / Day 1

I had photographed my last wedding on the 7th, travelled on the 8th and we arrived in Sweden on July 9th. And luck would have it that two friends from Melbourne were in Stockholm at the very same time (I mean, luck and luck, it might have been some planning involved in it too…). We’ve know learnt (or cemented, rather) that keeping yourself busy is the very best way to beat jet lag. We wandered the streets of Östermalm, Gamla Stan and Södermalm, sipped on delicious beer, went to look outs (hello Skinnarviksberget, you’re new to me but you’re pretty darn exquisite!) and when the sun finally set we took the two metro stops back to my auntie’s apartment and crashed into bed.

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Tasmania / MONA

The boys arrived! We went to MONA and saw all the things. I didn’t take many photos for the next couple of days. I got some bad news about a friend that were expected and I kind of already knew, but got cemented and walked next to me like a little sad companion the next couple of days. I just didn’t want to photograph, there were just too many feelings.

Oh. Also the end of this shows the epic hangover of Abi, Tom and Angela. I’ve rarely seen such epic specimens of hungover people in all my life. Impressive.

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Tasmania / Huon Valley

On the way back from our cottage (see yesterday’s post, Bruny Island, people!) we took the scenic route via Huon Valley. Nature treated us to some silly beautiful views, like seriously, it was silly. We crossed a river with a surface as still as a mirror, met a lovely sailor, Angela got weird next to some cottages, had hot chocolate and went through allt the op shops of Huonville (which tbh could be the best named town in the history of cutely named towns) and then ended by heading up to the top of Mount Wellington. We were greeted with insane winds, epic cold and the first snow I’ve ever seen in Australia! But geez, that wind, eh? It kind of felt like the coldest days in Stockholm in mid January (imagine waiting outside for a train at 7am, it’s pitch black, -12 degrees, windy like hell and a vague slushy snow that just keeps pounding your face). Well it was just like that except slushy snow. We went down again, cause you know, cheese to be had and wine to be drunk.

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Tasmania / Bruny Island

Abi and Tom, who were kind enough to lend their spare bedroom and floor to us, were even kinder and lent us a car. So we decided to go on an outing to Bruny island. It was a crisp day but filled with awesome stuff: from befriending a bunch of alpacas (by FAR the friendliest alpacas I’ve ever met! Yay!) to stuffing ourselves with oysters (Angela, not me), cheese (both!), local beer (Angela again, I was driving so I bought and brought with me!) and chocolates, we might have focused more on the food than nature. Although we snuck in a hike, a sunset lookout and two required ferry rides, I think we did plenty. We stayed overnight not far from Bruny Island in a little cottage that looked like a remnant from the 80s. It had lots of old board games and an abundance of floral patterns. As it should be.

Damn I miss that Tasmanian cheese right about now.

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