aptly named

back in july when i came back to this shithole i thought i could slowly post all the pics i took until december when i could go again. i figured one whole month's worth of pictures would be more than enough to sustain this blog. but then the december trip didn't turn out so well. in fact it never happened.

so i went walking in sydney again. cause i wanted to capture all i could while i was there. one day i was flipping through the street directory when my eyes zoomed in on this street.

cool name

i thought i must have this in my imagecaptor, so i planned the whole day around said event. once i finish breakfast i'll walk right to this street, and when i'm done with the pics i'll walk on to that roundabout right there, then move on to maroubra beach. all on foot. ha ha, that'll be awesome!

on the map the journey to coward street looked simple enough, the trot to the roundabout looked a little longer, and from there to maroubra beach would have been quite a distance. no problem, i've all day to do it. for the sake of insurance i decided to take the directory with me. the little book wasn't all that heavy.

and off i went.

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coward street

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check this ute out

see that cover in the back? ainnit cool?

nice town-style chowhouse

my polariser screwed up on me. actually i screwed it up.

woot! i'm here! yay!! ok, get a few shots first.

so once i was done i happily flipped open the not-so-little-now-is-it? and not-so-light-either-eh? directory to acquire my next direction of travel. aha, here we are! okay, so it's this way...

and my finger went off the map. i flipped the page and my finger went off that map . then i flipped forward to maroubra beach and discovered it was five pages away. and to reach coward street i'd taken 2 hours and walked half a fucking page! guess i never really appreciated the importance of map scales. all of a sudden my rented apartment felt like gravity. yes, let's head back this way please. your couch's waiting for you, and it's looking real sexy now. uber. i didn't take long to convince myself.

halfway back i wondered if my decision didn't have any relevance to the pictures in my cam. heh, i grunted. who gives a shit?

crap, these people are rich..

all kinds of funny ideas ran through my head, probably due to dehydration. i wanted to live at the beach. i wanted to live in an apartment. i wanted to live on a private property. and this one looked real good cause it was far from the main road so it'd be peaceful and quiet at night.

as i was taking this picture a tuned sports car whizzed past and jarred tears from my eyes.

i ended up going to maroubra beach in the car at a later date. it was far. it's in one of the previous posts cause i don't bother posting them in chronological order.