The Detour

Today I went out with James to the beach and the rocks (by the beach). I figured I could get quite a bit of my photography assignment done today as well, but I had to allow enough time to buy film (which I idiotically forgot to do the other day, so we had to make extra trips today) and process it as well as travel time.

We decided to walk to the beach from the station, to save waiting for a bus or using money. It was still early morning so it was rather cold. It was freezing when I left the house and the bus to the train station was a little late so I was out there shivering my hands and feet off in my pumpkin coat. I call it my pumpkin coat because it’s nipped in at the waist and big and boofy at the bottom. So it really does look like a pumpkin.

Taking a different way was not the smartest idea because we got a little lost. It was alright though, I really love adventure and I was sure we’d find our way onto a familiar road. We walked past an old man at a bus stop and finally decided to ask him for directions. He said, “past the oval and turn left”. He was really a nice man and seemed like he didn’t mind helping us at all. Eventually we found the oval but just to make sure, we walked past a lady with a dog (for the second time!) and she told us where the main road was.

We got bagels down near the beach as well, because there aren’t really many bagel places around here. Rachel suggested I get pumpernickel or egg but they didn’t have any today. 😞 Oh well. We got four bagels each with different flavours but the one that stood out the most was the salmon, ricotta cheese and egg one. It was really delicious. We ate it first but ate it all in a random order. I kind of regret that the others weren’t as good as that one (Mediterranean, Greek, and a tuna melt). It was really nice just sitting by the rocks near the ocean and enjoying the sun, too.

I wanted to go closer to the ocean and onto the rocks that the ocean seemed to wash over completely. It wasn’t dangerous but it looked slippery as hell and I didn’t want to risk getting wet. It was funny though, because James asked if I wanted to go on the rocks and if I decided, we would not be going back.

I was worried we’d get stuck. But it was amusing nonetheless, and being the adventurous person I am, I decided we should climb the rocks. Having two cameras with me (my film one and my digital one) and my bag kind of weighed me down, but it was really fun climbing them. And I felt pretty successful, like some weirdo superhero. πŸ˜†

We went back to university later on after buying a bag of bagels to take home. At university I let James into the lab and darkrooms and this time I got the roll of film on the reel! Without dropping it. James helped me out and told me to stop talking because I was distracting myself. πŸ˜› I failed the first time but after that it was alright. πŸ™‚

My print didn’t turn out so nice (probably because I tossed the thing in the dryer twice, oops) but the negatives were fine. If I need to print them again I’ll just do so… but yeah, just goes to show how much patience I need to gain. 😝

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