Tag: Bridge

  • The Journey Ends Where It Began.

    If you have been following, yes, this is basically the same shot as the image I posted when we first arrived in Brisbane. Except I captured today’s image when the sun just rose. I could almost feel the warmth of the gentle morning sunlight lit the frames of the Story Bridge.

    We will be returning home tomorrow morning. Due to the time difference, I’ll have plenty of time preparing and composing Sunday’s daily post when we get home.

    So good night, Brisbane. Good night, Australia. It truly has been a pleasure getting to know you.

  • Accumulative Desires

    We were both combating jet lag of 16 hours, but overall it’s been a good day. The weather was pleasant and we walked quite a bit around the city of Brisbane. I crossed the river by myself on the Neville Bonner Bridge while my companion tried to rest a bit. Midway through, suddenly I questioned in my mind why I was doing what I was doing. “Am I doing this simply because that’s what other people do?”

  • Story Bridge Stories

    If the bridge could talk, what stories would it tell us?