It feels like only yesterday I was wandering along the beach with my blogging pal Lydia, taking photos to help say goodbye to summer. But alas, it has apparently already been 6 months (how?) and the weather this past week has shown that summer is ready to kick into action – albeit a little late, even seasons love procrastination apparently.
Windows down, Christmas playlist and sunglasses on, two girlfriends and I tore down the highway for the first (proper) beach trip of summer. Slight merging issues aside – as a self-proclaimed horrible driver was behind the wheel (yes, me)– we welcomed summer with open arms, ready for the months of sun, sand, and surf (and sunscreen for us pale folk) ahead.
So here’s to the next 6 months.
To the beach parties, pool parties, wine parties, card making parties (an actual thing, have taken part in one) and all of the other parties in between.
To the beaches, creeks, rock pools, waterfalls and not subsequently getting too lost trying to find them.
To poolside cocktails, and drinking from 10am on a Sunday.
To day trips, week trips, road trips and the annual family “fun” trips, may we keep our voices in tact after all that yelling.
To new bikinis, the social acceptance of thongs as proper footwear, and a lifetime of memories.
May we finally fulfil our intentions to pick strawberries, do more yoga and get that bikini bod.
Let’s get ready for the best 6 months of our lives. No uni, no assignments, just friends, laughter and a whole pile of new memories.
May your summer be filled with beach trips, Christmas carols, cocowhip and laughter. I know mine will be.
Bali, I’m coming for you. You too New Zealand.