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Went to Lorne today.
I didn't know what we were going to do in Lorne since this is my first time there.
Went to the information centre and found out that we were in the Great Otway National Park and it was going to be a mini waterfall called Cora Lynn Cascade.
Quite impressive hey?
It was a two kilometer walk from the carpark and another two kilometer back. I thought it was going to be easier compared to Kings Canyon's six kilometer climb & walk.
I was wrong.
The walk to Cora Lynn Cascade was downhill, so I've already thought that the way back would be quite tiring but not as tiring as what I actually experienced (probably due to my super lazy lifestyle) and I didn't have any water on me this time so had to ask for it, so I only had a mouthful and it sort of took care of me 'til we got back to the carpark.
The time spent on the road from Melbourne to Lorne and back was quite long as well. I think it was around 140km from Melbourne which took around two hours one way (plus the traffic on the way to Lorne was unexpected at all).
Dinner at Ying Thai at 9PM on Lygon St.
Got back at 11PM.
Felt very tired but still went online to upload some photos from the day's shoot and write this post.
It's bedtime now.
Tomorrow, another trip to the Sovereign Hill in Ballarat. Been there before but there will always be something to photograph out there.
So I'll see you guys maybe tomorrow.
I'm super excited.
I hope I'll be able to snap a lot of nice photos while there.
I'll see yous back on Sunday.
It's time for bed as I have to wake up 4 A.M tomorrow morning.
Ciao.
More like we were late for check-in and were left by the plane.
One of my friends were late when we picked her up and we arrived I think fifteen minutes before the plane took off.
It was nine of us and there were no other flights available. So what could we do?
I feel really really disappointed. Quite super pissed frustrated and irritated really. This was one of those things I was really looking forward to do. It's like when you've built up your excitement since a few months back just for these next (supposedly) few days and it just didn't happen the way you planned them just like that. All over in just a matter of minutes.
Tried to find more flights with other airlines but as my guess was quite accurate, we couldn't get a flight where the nine of us would fit in and the others just didn't feel like going anymore.
I was speechless. I still am.
It's my first time missing a flight and I felt really frustrated since I'm thinking that I wasn't the cause of it and more because there was nothing I could do. I mean, it's not just the money. It's what you know you could have had if you were there probably fifteen minutes earlier and it's still eating me up inside.
I would love to be in Hobart by now.
Guilt was expressed for sure, and there WILL be the next trip for sure, but why this? When everything's been planned so well from so long before, and all those efforts of trying to find a mere decent accommodation and flights, snoozing & oversleeping (plus make ups, which sound so trivial) shouldn't make a difference like day and night but it did.
And why couldn't the airline (Jetstar *coughs*) make a simple announcement of a final call for the nine passengers they still haven't got on board? Virgin (Blue) made that very effort by having their customer service representatives shouting in the check-in lounge if there are people still queueing for the flight which would be taking off in a few minutes.
I still think about it, on my way home tonight, even now. I guess I'm the sort of guy who doesn't let these kinds of things easily having been raised by two strict parents who always told me that it's always better to arrive early than late (which could also be the cause why I'm so time-conscious by now). I can guarantee that my father would yell at me, in front of everyone, right then and there, if I were to cause us missing a flight. Probably swear a bit too and will definitely preach about how money doesn't just fall to your lap from the sky etc etc.
A commitment is a commitment no matter how you look at it. If you don't think you're not up for it, then don't.
So we went to Macclesfield rainbow trout farm instead. It's not much of a substitute but since I've never went there anyway. The grilled trout (marinated with lemon pepper) was really nice. And it would've been nicer if we didn't forget to bring the rice with us and flies weren't there (they're like super duper active out there).
Things just sort of went wrong today with both trips. Double bummer, no actually, triple bummer... or as many bummers as I can get.
So... 'til the next trip.
ARGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!Dammit!!!
