These Internet Bloggers' Blogs

Don’t internet entrepreneurs bug you. I mean they always seem to start their blogs by saying “Look at me I’m sitting in a café in some insanely cool part of town writing this to all you poor people who are sat in your office nine to five job bored and internet surfing! Aren’t I fantastic?”

I often think to myself that if its that easy and that rewarding being an internet blogger, then why don’t they write their blogs somewhere else? You know, somewhere more…inspirational?

For instance, and I realise that I may sound just as bad as them here, but I am sitting in the botanic gardens in Sydney writing this. Let me describe the scene., I am sitting on a bench, that for a change is actually named after someone who is…or at least was when the bench was sited, still living. There’s a path and a low stone wall in front of me and then I can see Farmers bay on Sydney harbour. To my left I can see the ferries leaving for Manly and the zoo coming from the direction of circular quay where the Opera house is. Following my gaze from left to right the far side of this modest rounded bay is closed with the far side of the park. This is where Queen Elizabeth first set foot on Australian soil incidentally in 1954. A hundred different types of trees, plants, grasses and birds are lining the shore of this silky water. Tall Palm trees interspersed with incredible gnarly ancient species that were brought here a hundred years ago or more by some keen, presumably British, botanist. The sun is I admit a bit weak today but its still warm enough and the light of the late day is slowly turning golden and casting its long shadows onto the path and beyond the trees and creating even more texture to the gentle colourful ripples of the bay.

My point is, if you are going to make people jealous by posting this, at least make it somewhere worthwhile. I’m not trying to make anyone jealous, rather I’m using this as a vehicle for describing where I am in a constructive way. The truth is that these internet bloggers are just as tied to their places of work as we all seem to be, I’m not sure why though, it cant be just the availability of internet..can it? In my opinion writing here in the gardens is infinitely better than writing in some city centre café getting high off caffeine. Next time I write might be from the top of a mountain or on a boat or maybe on the ever so cliché beach…who knows where. In the meantime, I will sit here until dark and then head off somewhere to find some wifi in order to post this thing….oooh I just realised, if you can type without looking at the keys you can actually look at the view while your typing!! Bonus!! I think we should all try it….