After 6382 bus + 91754 train rides, we found ourselves at an almost solitary and chilly Bondi (which is supposedly famous for looking zealous with colorful bikinis and surf boards everywhere). Unfortunately, there is nothing much one can do when visiting a beach during the brink of autumn; besides musing upon own thoughts or taking countless pictures of the sea. The latter is obviously done (and someone please take off that bright neon floral dress – this blog is starting to kill it), while the primary idea is . . .
Alright – to be completely honest i couldn’t help getting lost in the scenic view (exact picture below); dreaming that i was in Venezuela. (Does it not remind you of La Guaira?) Since i’d most likely never get there, Ai Rene and i decided to snap a few pictures, manipulating the charming backdrop of multicolor layered hill terraces. You know, sometimes it is fun to play pretend. Have you not heard that imagination takes you places? 😉
p.s. It is a promise that a new outfit will be shown tomorrow.