Okay time to fess up - this photo of the Manly ferry obviously wasn't taken today (or this week for that matter). Anyone in Sydney is well aware of the seemingly endless doom and gloom weather we've been experiencing, which leads me to confess last night's discovery of yet another one my random fears.
The night started off well as me and the lovely Em and Michelle got a double dose of insight and inspiration from Jodie Fox of Shoes of Prey. Jodie spoke to a packed room at the Social Media Women event in the city - highly recommended. Afterwards we decided to take the ferry home and what is normally a smooth, relaxing jaunt across the harbour turned into The Perfect Storm 2. Where this fear came from I have no idea but when the captain came on the speaker announcing rough seas ahead, my blood pressure skyrocketed and sweat began to bead on my forehead. The three of us were chatting away as the boat began to sway and dip. My eyes searched hopelessly for the horizon and then realised it was pitch black outside. Panic. The waves increased and I found myself with shallow breath gripping the seat, white knuckles, waiting for a tidal wave to hit. A one point the boat leaned suddenly and bags shifted, or as my mind processed it and as I re-told the story to J later on - "things were flying everywhere and everyone was panicking". Truth be told, no one was panicked or even remotely concerned - except for me. Living through that 'moment' I felt like George Clooney, roughing it out on the open sea (or in this case the enclosed Sydney Harbour) yet I managed to emerge from the sea triumphant, never having been so happy to reach dry land.
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I would've had the white knuckles right with you but i also would've been in the bathroom sick to my stomach! Rough seas really scare me!
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