I have this friend, his name is Benjamin. We have known each other for a REALLY long time, like a million years, and have been through a lot together – he has always been my cheery friend and a beacon of optimism when life is hard. A few years ago (I've lost count), he moved to Vietnam to teach English to kids of various ages and has been living there ever since.
Last weekend, Benjamin came to visit me in Sydney during his most recent trip home to Australia. Just his luck, Sydney had the two sunniest days possibly since I've been here, and we caught up on the past two years (can't believe it) over drinks at Surry Hill on Saturday and then Circular Quay and The Rocks on Sunday.
As usual, I pretty much failed at taking photos, but here are a few:
I wonder if I will ever tire of photographing the harbour and, no, I have not edited these images in any way – this is how the city looked on Sunday…
Anyway, you know how you have old friends and sometimes, after a while, you realise that you aren't really friends any more because time has moved on and you have changed? And other times you don't see friends for years and suddenly see each other and it's like no time has passed – you talk about funny memories from forever ago and you tell stories about your new life? Well that's what the weekend was like.
Here's hoping this weekend will make up for this week…oh yeah, working Saturday…well, Sunday – you will be my new beacon of hope.
