Roaming around the markets.


This was one of those days of healing.


In late celebration of my dear friend’s birthday, we decided to catch up over brunch and walked around the Glebe Saturday Markets.


She’s one of those friends that I can feel comfortable around no matter whether we’re barefaced or dressed up, half asleep or high on sugar. She is someone that encourages me to grow and is not afraid of the truth. So grateful for this beautiful sister in Christ!

We went to one of my favourites, a beautiful antique bookstore/café called Sappho in Glebe.


Not my best food shots, but we were starving and I was getting a bit impatient.

I wish I had gotten a shot of the café courtyard behind the bookstore. It was decorated with fairy lights, pot plants and wall art, and all you could hear was the buzz of happy chatter and brewing coffee.


A reason this has become one of my favourite spots is due to their amazing collection of old books, records and music sheets tucked away upstairs in antique wooden cases. I feel at peace there, since it has that familiar, old-book smell, and the natural light streams through in the most artistic way.


This is a shot of the markets where we wandered through the maze of vintage clothing, handmade art and jewellery, and nibbled on homemade sweets.


After wandering around the backstreets practising photography and observing street art, we settled into a cosy bar for some Polish & Czech beer.

‘Twas a good day.




Wanaka: a place of challenge and wonder.

I have never peaked a mountain by foot in my life.

Roys Peak in Wanaka was the first (real!) mountain that I ever peaked.

Now, for some people, reaching the top of some mountain may seem insignificant. Some people make it a goal to go hiking every week. Others just don’t see value in putting their own bodies through such torture. Despite being on ongoing goal of mine, I always made excuses for myself.


Since we were overseas, and it was Ivan’s birthday, we agreed as a group that it would be worthwhile.

But I personally had one clear motivator: snow. From the foot of the mountain I could see the white tip and just knew that I needed to make it all the way. Yes, people from Australia squeal at the slightest sign of snow (or maybe it’s just me?).

Climbing the mountain was definitely tough in the moment. Even just taking the next step up sometimes felt like pure torture, and there were many times we all wanted to give up. One friend got injured, another got lost, and the rest of us were just hanging on to the thought of eating our tuna sandwiches at the top. The view felt monotonous, since the path only wrapped up one side of the mountain.

But boy, was it worth it.


This is the only shot I was able to take at the very top. My feet were dangling over the cliff and I was absolutely terrified due to the strong winds.

There were some pretty narrow paths that we literally had to climb up on all fours since the wind was so strong and the ice was so slippery.


Here’s a shot of the birthday boy pretending to be Elsa.


There was a lower lookout that most people, including some of our group, chose to rest, take photos and turn back.

So stunning.



You could see the whole town of Wanaka and the vast beauty of Lake Wanaka, all pinned against the backdrop of snow-capped mountains.


And….surprise!!! I bumped into a friend at the peak! Such a mystery, but it must be fate.


This was definitely a day for the books.

I hope to never forget the sense of pride and accomplishment I felt that day, and never forget that if you keep taking one little step at a time, you’ll get to the peak someday.



That time we went to New Zealand.

Sometimes, you just need to act spontaneously.

View from NZ sky_InPixio

For example, when there’s a flight sale about to finish up at 12am that night.

We somehow gathered a group of six close friends, all very adult and hence very busy, committed and ready within less than a day for a 10 day trip in January ’17 to the neighbouring country.

DSC_0037_InPixioMeet the crew. We also go by #NZsquad2k17. (yes, we were wearing winter clothes in their summer, that’s how cold it was!)

First stop was Christchurch! We landed, only to be (jokingly) informed that we had brought the rain with us all the way from Sydney, by both the random lady who directed us, and the rental bus driver. After picking up our rental and getting some food into our cold and tired bodies, we set out to explore the overcast town.


This was a random dog park we discovered while driving around to find a lookout in the mountains.


Out of focus, but still beautiful.

We had it all planned out. We were all going to take turns driving and try and reach as many destinations as possible in the South Island. Christchurch—Queenstown, with many cities in between!


Being determined to hike as many trails and mountains as possible, we already sought to tackle one on the second day, despite the rainy weather.

Funny story, Christie decided to hop to and fro along the trail, jumping onto what she thought were safe, grassy landings away from the puddles and mud. Little did she know that one of them would suck her foot in ankle deep and take her shoe right off her! We were in absolute hysterics for a solid ten minutes, before setting off to face the rest of the muddy goodness.


This was the lake at the first lookout on the trail. We made it all the way to the swing bridge but I was too terrified to take any photos. The bridge literally hung over a massive gorge of rushing water! It was definitely impressive, but a little overwhelming.


So that summed up the first two days. It felt like a great start to the many greater days to come.

Part II will be up soon!


Mannaway birthday shenanigans.

Today marks the 23rd birthday of one of my most favourite people in the world.


This is my little cheeky gremlin, aka mannaway, aka bbangeun, aka crazy old grandma.

We like to eat, a lot.

I decided to take my dear old friend out to a fancy brunch spot so we could practice expanding our bellies. With a beautiful, immersive water view (the place is literally floating alongside a wharf) and cosy atmosphere, Celsius Coffee Co was definitely the place to go!


| The Benedict|

Braised lamb, Japanese Yuzu hollandaise, raw almond dukkah, poached eggs on sourdough.

This is what I had. It was absolutely heavenly. The lamb was cooked to perfection and everything just came together so well. Can’t recommend this enough!


| Billy’s Eggs |

Chilli buttered eggs, sautéed cherry tomatoes, house made onion jam, greek yoghurt and burnt butter on sourdough.

Eunny’s choice of the day! At first I was tempted to call the dish plain until BAM, the onion jam came out of nowhere and changed everything. What a stunner. The little kick of spice really brought everything full circle.


| Celsius waffles |

With berries, maple syrup, toasted nuts and peanut butter cream.

Because we can never go without dessert, right? This was unexpectedly amazing. Definitely heart warming and would be a peanut-butter-lover’s dream come true. Unfortunately we do not fall under that category, however we did enjoy the cream in every second bite.

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Not sure why this post turned into a food blog but I guess I couldn’t resist after reflecting on today’s feast while flicking through the photos.



Something I’ve learnt over the past couple of years is that you don’t need to spend a lot of money, or travel somewhere extravagant, to celebrate and appreciate friendship.


When you spend time with those best and closest to you, everything and anything can be turned into an adventure.

Eunny and I have challenged ourselves to be better tourists of our own city. I wonder where we’ll go next?


Film makes everything look better.

I’ve been experimenting with film photography.

There is something so charming about the grainy, warm-toned aesthetic of film photos.

Double exposure goodness (not intentional!)

Back in the 00’s, my dad owned a photo printing store near the beach. My little brother and I would look at my dad’s work with curious eyes, always getting in the way, and sticking our heads into the dark booth when it was time to change film.

Spot the Naomi

I remember begging to have a camera of my own at the young age of 6 or 7,  and finally, I got my hands on a ‘kid-friendly’ film camera. It was plastic, embezzled with a basketball lens cover, and an orange strap to match. I was in love with it. I’m pretty sure I wasted a lot of film taking ‘artsy’ shots of absolutely nothing, haha, my poor parents!

I don’t have that camera anymore, but I somehow held onto the case that my dad gifted it to me at that time. The film camera I use now fits in it well!

The biggest challenge so far has definitely been not knowing how the photos have turned out immediately, and it is not a cheap hobby. But I have learnt to take my time with each shot, and realise the value in savouring that particular moment in time.

Here are some shots that I have taken throughout the past year.

Last summer | with the crew
Tropfest | partying in 40 degree heat (C) 
I miss these two so much.
Girl’s Night Out | Live jazz and sushi
Bourke St Bakery | My one and only Moomoo

And the best for last.

There is a particular face that my grandpa makes when he thinks my grandma is being cute. This is that face.


True love (ft. dad)

This is all still very new to me, I’m working through my dad’s collection of vintage cameras and I have yet to find a good, local print shop so I don’t have to drive an hour every time. Or maybe that makes the process more special?

I took a few shots in NZ, so I’m thinking of posting those next.

Til next time!



Looking for my Prince Charming

Prague, a magical city full of castles and cobblestones cast with a touch of snow, scattered with crowds of confused and loud tourists.

Christmas right around the corner in Prague
early signs of Christmas in Prague
tourists galore
tourists galore
the signature yellow guides spotted around Old Town
the signature yellow guides spotted around Old Town
Astronomical Clock
Astronomical Clock
Charles Bridge | 散歩
散歩 on Charles Bridge 
our homely habitat
our homely habitat
Prague Castle
Prague Castle
revisited Prague Castle at night
revisited Prague Castle at night
St Vitus Cathedral
St Vitus Cathedral | slightly reminiscent of Harry Potter