So, I have been craving the ocean lately. When I grew up, I was never one to go to the sea much. My family, like many in Adelaide, had a swimming pool, which was our best way to combat the seriously debilitating, dry heat. At 14, I got caught in a rip which scared the living daylights out of me and I didn't swim in the ocean again. Until 13 years later. I wanted an island holiday. Ludicrously, I was afraid of the ocean and I wanted to go on an island holiday...
I wanted blue ocean, simplicity, beautiful culture and freedom. I decided to island hop Fiji.
Such a fun time and a great idea. For the first time in years, I basked in the ocean. It was clear blue, full of fish, sting rays, starfish and everything else - and I loved it. I am not sure what it was exactly that made me face and embrace a fear, but it was well worth it.
So here I am: longer hair and ocean kissed. Fiji Flashback circa 2007. xxx.