B and I have started discussing our big 2014 trip (Thailand remains on the top of the list) and man oh man do I have a major travel bug tickling my spirit right now. I spent a half hour last night flipping through old photos (anyone want to help me organize the mess of them? pretty please?) and sighing about all of my blessed adventures around the globe so far (I loved just typing that: "so far").
This photo in particular jumped out at me. B snapped it with his iPhone while I attempted to capture the sunrise at Bondi Beach with my digital SLR during our incredible trip to Australia this year. I love it for a number of reasons: the combination of me wearing very old but very loved pajama shorts (that 2 of my BFF's have matching sets of) and a torn California Republic hoodie I paid way too many monies for (no regrets!), the memory of this exact very early morning and how we couldn't sleep past 6am the whole trip to save our lives, the splendor of the rising sun changing the colors of the sky with each passing second, the waves just below the cliff splashing against the rocks and sending a light sea spray to my feet, and the knowledge that standing just behind me, capturing this same moment (but better!), was a man willing to patiently, encouragingly, wait for me to get the shot I wanted...and to now patiently, encouragingly, help me dream up our next big trip.
That's a whole lot to be thankful for.