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I read the "24 hours in (insert travel location)" in the Sunday Age and am always skeptical-there's no way anyone could do so much in just one day.When I go traveling,I always prepare a terribly ambitious itinerary that never works out-but over the years,I've found that planning things down to the minute is not always the best option.In this case,we'd reach a location and be given a couple hours to fully explore the place-but when it was time to move,we raced to the meeting place and sped to our next location.

The trip was exhilarating,although it was raining constantly and myself and the camera were drenched most of the time.But my EOS 400d's been through much worse,so I know it can take a bit of rough work and march past bad weather unscathed.We tracked through many different landscapes,tested through the manically changing weather and saw the big and small of things.The trip lasted a mere two days,but so much was said and done that by the end a full day of doing absolutely nothing sounded a bit appealing,but more so wasteful.

Spending time at the animal zoo,I found myself remembering the many animals I had as a kid-tortoises,hamsters,rabbits,fishes,cats and the secretly adopted stray dogs down the street whom I occasionally left tiny snacks for-how they've come and gone,and how comforting it was to feel their fur and skin right next to yours,how-when you looked in their eyes,those beautiful black beads that look like storm clouds-you'd see the indifference and slight fear,and wonder what they were thinking.Maybe I want food or I want to sleep or I want some sex or something like that,or maybe not.