Just after Easter, me and the better half went to Kangaroo Island in South Australia for a few days. We were rather chuffed to have some fabulous weather and it was relatively quietish tourist-wise. No queues, no taffic jams, no problems finding a park anywhere.
Also no finding a sandwich anywhere outside of normal lunch hours.
A couple of months ago I chucked in my corporate job, cleared my wardrobe of suits and heels, bought some new Cons and the obligatory Crumpler bag, and returned to school full time to study photography. Yes, I'm the oldest person in my class, but my groovy sneakers and funky messenger bag give me an air of youth so I look like I'm down with the kiddies even if I haven't got a scooby why every sentence contains 17 instances of the word 'like'.
Like, as if I'd know. I'm too, like, busy looking after my pet dinosaur.
So here's an exercise in spatial illusion.