All posts tagged: Photography

To the islands. First, Mykonos!

Blue and White. There’s a reason these are the colours of the Greek flag, because Greece is blue and white. Particularly the Cyclades, and most certainly Mykonos. Crystal clear water, white houses with blue shutters and window boxes spilling with blooms, white crazy-patterned pavements, and picturesque churches around every bend. If you’re going to make the trip, head there in the shoulder season months of April, May, September and October. It’s warm but not stifling hot, prices are cheaper, and it’s not as busy but everything is still open after shutting down over the winter. It’s also a more relaxed, local atmosphere as opposed to the high-rolling glitterati that descend during high season. We spent one day strolling through Mykonos town exploring Little Venice and the shops that spill onto the lanes. We wandered along the beach, ate gelati, ate gyros, and then wandered around some more. It was a hard day, very strenuous.     On our second day we hired a quad-bike, which started some kind of tradition as we did it on each of …

The ancient city of Athens

The Acropolis stands over the city of Athens as a lasting symbol of its past. Because everything about Athens is its history. The birthplace of democracy, Aristotle, Plato, and civilisation as we know it is because of Ancient Greece and its capital Athens. I’m not lying when I say that I left Athens after barely two days feeling smarter, and more appreciative and understanding of history. Some fun facts: A misconception that I was guilty of thinking (and let’s not judge if you knew better), but the Acropolis is not the beautiful temple sitting on top of the rock, it is the rock. The word Acropolis means highest, outermost (acro) point of the  city (polis) which is typically chosen as a point of defence. The most commonly photographed temple atop the Acropolis is the Parthenon, which was first built as a temple to the goddess of Athena, the city’s patron. The official distance of a marathon (42.195km) is the distance a soldier had to run to Athens in his full armour to relay the result of …

Don’t just go to Queenstown when you go to Queenstown

Yes, my trip was a few months ago…yes, I’m finally getting around to posting…no, the mountains probably don’t have snow on them anymore…sorry. If you have the time and the means, the surrounding areas and towns around Queenstown are worth a visit, if not just for the views. I know, I know, all I have gone on about in these Queenstown posts is the scenery…but I tell you, it’s just so beautiful. Who doesn’t love a bit of pretty nature hey? We hired a car and made our way to our first stop of Arrowtown, a charming old miner’s town only 20 minutes out of Queenstown. It still has a street of miner’s cottages and old store fronts, and provides the perfect place for a stroll, some coffee and morning tea, and maybe even a wander through the museum. We then wound our way up Crown Range Road over and through the mountains to the lakeside town of Wanaka. Sitting on the edge of Lake Wanaka, the town is a popular resort town for the nearby ski fields. …

The breathtaking beauty of Milford Sound

Yes, my trip was a few months ago…yes, I’m finally getting around to posting…no, the mountains probably don’t have snow on them anymore…sorry. I think the only phrase I could use to describe Milford Sound is ‘stunning natural beauty’.  It’s a place that rains two out every three days, is surrounded by cliffs, mountains and rainforests, and is one of the most popular places to visit in New Zealand. If you like waterfalls, mountains, trees, penguins, seals and just all round spectacular landscapes, then I would suggest the day trip to Milford from Queenstown is a must do. It’s not an easily accessible place unless you have some major coin to spring for a plane or helicopter ride, but tour companies offering day bus trips are bountiful. The tour will include your bus trip to and from Queenstown to Milford Sound as well as a cruise (some might even throw in lunch), but be prepared to be up at the crack of dawn and spend most of your day on the bus. We were lucky …

An impromptu little moment

  You know how every now and again you get one of those moments where you think, ‘oh my gosh I need to take a picture of this!’ It may be because something funny/amazing/pretty/extraordinary happened, but whatever it is, it just needs to be captured.

Picture Perfect: Edinburgh Castle

  Since I am going through a travel drought at the moment, as I scrimp and save for my US trip, I hope you don’t mind if I post some of my favourite pictures from past adventures. This is the magnificent Edinburgh Castle. The sun was out, a rarity in Scotland, a band was playing in the West Princes St Gardens and I just sat there thinking how freaking beautiful it was. Scotland is definitely the most naturally stunning place I have been too…and Edinburgh certainly didn’t disappoint.

Picture Perfect: Notre Dame and the Seine

Paris is an incredibly beautiful and photogenic place, so I couldn’t resist sharing another one of my favourite pictures from my time there. It was twilight and the only way I can describe it, is that it was magical. The setting sun was hiding between the clouds and the street lights were all flicking on. This is looking down the Seine with the wonderfully gothic Notre Dame on the right. Every time I look at this, I ache to go back there. And quite frankly, with sites like this…how could you not?

Picture Perfect: Parisian Dreams

It’s an oldie but a goodie. I just loved this moment so much that I wanted to share it as part of my Picture Perfect posts. This was after a wonderful day of shopping and wandering through the streets of Paris with one of my dear friends. We were walking back to the hotel when we came to the river and this wonderful sight befell us. I had pretty high expectations of Paris as I had been dreaming about it for many years. It certainly rose to the occasion though, particularly at this very moment. We just stood there drinking it all in as I marvelled at the fact that Paris was everything that I had dreamed about.

Picture Perfect: Winter’s Beach

Ok, it’s not quite winter but it sure feels like it. Spring has barely sprung but it doesn’t bother me when at the beach, in fact I prefer it that way. Snug as a bug in a rug with the cool salty breeze blowing on my face and the stormy sea raging beside me. This is how I prefer the beach. None of this burning sun you can’t escape from and the hoards of people everywhere. Give me a deserted winter’s beach any day. This post is the first in a line of themed posts I’m going to start called Picture Perfect posts. They are in no way perfect pictures, but are rather to capture a moment in time using any available camera where I am feeling happy, content or inspired. After a relaxing dinner enjoying the sunset, I couldn’t help but feel happy here so I whipped out my iPhone to capture it.