My stroll to Circular Quay

I travel quite a bit for work to visit my interstate clients. When I tell new people what I do and mention the travel that is involved, I often get comments about how great it must be to get an all expenses paid trip to another city.

Those of you who also travel for work will understand me when I say working away is often unsettling and exhausting, more-so than any regular day in the office. You’re getting up at 4am to catch the Red Eye, driving from appointment to appointment in an unfamiliar city, and eating on the run (if you get a chance to eat at all). Top that off with returning “home” to an empty hotel room that may be nice and clean, but its just not your bed or your regular environment.

What this usually means for me is a pretty sleepless night which for some reason I spend most of my time thinking that the morning alarm wont go off (even though it seems to work fine every other day).

Did i really set the alarm??

Maybe the timezone hasn’t updated properly….

Was it set to 6.00am or 6.00pm??

Aah the irrational thinking patterns of the human psyche. Our minds just like to make things a little difficult for us sometimes.

I digress.

What I always find difficult on these trips is to see and experience what the City has to offer. In particular Sydney. I’d been on 4 trips so far, yet had never seen the Opera House or Circular Quay for myself. On this last trip I made a concerted effort to get my walking shoes on and head over to see what all the fuss is about.

The walk from my Darling Harbor hotel was about 30-40 mins each way. By the time I got to the waterfront the sun was starting to set so I scrambled in the last light to get a couple of selfies and some shots of the city lighting up before heading back to Darling Harbour for a spot of dinner. I probably only spent 15 minutes by the water, but i felt it was enough. I’m not sure why. Perhaps I was just wanting to get back and relax at the hotel or perhaps it was because I was alone with no one to share the moment with. Maybe the next time I allow myself to visit will be on holiday. Things might feel different then.

On my walk back I starting thinking about my travel experiences and the impressions that each city and country have left on me. I have strong memories and special thoughts about every place in the world that i have visited.Sydney has yet to make its true mark on me.

Maybe next time. Maybe next time.


First post. New beginnings.

Ok, so it’s been nearly a month since I joined. I made a promise to myself that I would blog at least three times a week…not off to a great start am I? This got me thinking about how easy it is to make promises to ourselves to grow, be a better person, try new things.

How many times have we done this and how many times do we actually follow through?

So here I am, my first blog post ever. Not a very interesting post but it’s about beginning something new, stepping outside the comfort zone and all that. Well actually, the written word is one of my passions so that shouldn’t be so difficult. It’s more putting it out there for the whole world to see that is the scary (yet oh-so-exciting) thing for me. So here goes…time to upload…

Hold on, before I’m done I just had a thought.

While I’m on the topic of trying new things, I thought it might be a good idea to put out there my other failed promises to myself. The theory being that once they’re out, it might motivate me to actually get started.

1. Read more books – the old saying goes, you can’t be a great writer unless you read and read a lot. (I’ll take book recommendations too guys)

2. Learn photography – nothing fancy, just a beginners stuff to start with like how to set up shots, basic framing etc.

3. Bake a beautiful cake – well the baking thing I’m not so bad at, I’m thinking more about the beautiful side of it. So maybe it should be learn how to decorate a beautiful cake.

Actually, now that I think about it, what I really want to do is create. Create beautiful things for myself and my loved ones to enjoy. And you know what? I’m going to do it and I’m going post my progress on here as I go.

Yep, this is it. This my new promise to myself.

Now tell me, what’s yours?