Wednesday, September 26, 2012

September 26. Day 270. Creature comforts

Camping is nature's way of promoting the motel industry: Dave Barry

Stradbroke Island Camping Day 1

On my last short break, there was a bag just for charging devices. My belief that what separates man from the apes is our ability to plug things in and to use plumbing. So it mystifies me that people actually enjoy camping, removing all the competitive advantages walking upright has brought. This creature likes her creature comforts.
Yet for some reason I decided to accept an invitation to go camping with friends for a few days. It has to be said that the offer was made and accepted at a girls' night out and if memory serves me correctly it was after cocktail hour.
It seemed like such a good idea at the time to take my bundle of marking and sit under a tree on Stradbroke Island. Now that the day has come I am seriously starting to question the sanity of that decision, especially after I managed to navigate to the wrong ferry terminal and instead of being there the required 20 minutes before departure, I got there six minutes after the ferry should have backed out from the dock. Fortunately we weren't the only ones running late.
This should have been a sign to turn round and head home.
However, there is a huge stubborn streak in me and if I say I will do something I like to follow through. Plus I am always telling  Mr O that you will never know unless you try and getting the 14-year-old out of his room and into the company of other teenagers was a strong motivating factor.
And if all else fails I'm pretty sure there's a motel on the Island (preferably one with good plumbing and the ability to plug in my devices).
Stay tuned.


  1. May the weather Gods shine upon thee...

  2. That shot is worth it, good start. You don't have the marking with you I hope.

  3. Oh my goodness, surfing is my thing, I wish I was like that though!

  4. You really do take the most amazing pictures.