I’m back, sort of….

i'm back

Yes, I’ve been remiss. I came back from Australia over a month ago and haven’t been blogging.

And yes, life—work, children, parents–has gotten in the way. As it should.

But some of it has to with not knowing where to begin again.

Our trip to the north of Western Australia was wonderful. We went camping in Karijini National Park where the earth spectacularly red and forms a gorgeous contrast against the azure sky, the smooth white bark of the trees and the scrubby green bush.

Our campsite was peaceful and remote. At night the Southern Cross blazed in the black sky and a young dingo wandered through, nosing around for scraps. And the bottle of Shiraz each night was…bliss.

Next stop was Coral Bay where the reef stretches just off the beach. All you have to do is wade through the turquoise waters and sink down and swim as if in an aquarium. I held my seven year old son’s hand and watched the locals float by: snapper, clown fish, electric eels, sting rays, lion fish and turtles the size of our lawnmower.

Of course, I was still on London hyper mode and, being so used to everyone wanting to do the exact same thing as I want to do at the exact same time, I arrived at the beach in a sweat.

I rushed up to the man at the boat hiring shack in a tizzy. He was leaning against the counter, his hair dried salty white and stiff, his smile cracked and serene.

I pointed at the lone kayak by the hut. “I’d like to hire that kayak. But I don’t want to hire it now because it’s going to take 15 minutes for us to set up on the beach. Then about 5 minutes to walk back here. So I want it in 20 minutes. Alright?”

“Yeah,” he said.

“So you’re not going to rent it to anyone else, right? I’m reserving it, OK?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure? Do you want me to pay for it now? I can do that,” I said, pulling out the cash.

By this time the man was looking at my husband with that look that signals between them, Is she always like this?

“No worries,” he said. “Too easy, mate. Too easy.”

It took me a while to slow down.

Now, I’m finding it hard to crank back up.

photo by iansand (flickr)

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2 responses to “I’m back, sort of….

  1. Mike Cook

    Hi, Nina
    By way of introduction, my name is Mike Cook. You and I are second cousins, once removed. My grandfather, Bennett Cook, and your grandfather, Andrew Cook, were brothers. I was doing research on a family tree I am building and decided that today I would spend some time trying to fill in some gaps on Andrew’s family. One thing led to another and here I am!
    While I’ve only had a chance to peruse a few of your blog entries I think it’s safe to say that you’ve led one of the more fascinating lives of the extended family members I’ve discovered in the three years I’ve been doing this!
    You have my very best wishes for continued success!
    Regards,
    Mike

  2. ninakillham

    Hi Mike, thanks so much for commenting on my blog. And thanks for finding me. Good luck on everyone else. My daughter has been looking into our tree. I’ll give her your name. I’ll have to tell my mom about you.

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