© irene waters 2015
Travelling one always sees the unexpected such as this red bridge in Hanoi.
© irene waters 2015
Sometimes you travel by car. I was so proud of that red car – my first new car – I couldn’t stop driving and went everywhere. This time to Canberra.
© irene waters 2015
I often camped but didn’t often see a sight such as these red tents.
© irene waters 2015
Even Zac when travelling has a bright red lead.
© irene waters 2015
Red fireworks just to finish off.
In response to Paula’s Thursdays Special
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
The first photo is gorgeous – I love the reflection. It makes the bridge look like a stick insect!
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It is a fantastic bridge and looks like some kind of animal
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I love that red bridge and what a great looking car!!
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I loved them both. I couldn’t stand the car now though as it didn’t have air conditioning. I thought that was an unnecessary luxury at the time. Now I think it is essential.
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I remember that bridge in Hanoi. I love your photo.
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Yes it is memorable.
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We always travel in red — it’s the only color of vehicle we have owned (well, up until the Blue Goose, but we sold her). What kind of tents are those red ones? They look like standing room only!
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I think they wrote a song about it “Lady in Red”. LOL Some kind of two man version of a bell tent I think. Quite amusing as you could either stand or lie. I hadn’t seen them before or since.
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I LIKE ZAC,
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So do I. XD
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I love the photo of that bridge, Irene.
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Thanks Paula. It’s a great bridge and the reflection gives you double the pleasure.
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The red bridge looks like it’s striding across the river.
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Yes it looks like an animal with many legs.
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Great photos.
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Thanks Raewyn
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Amazing bridge, looks like something of Memoirs of a Geisha and those tents are unusual. Always something to surprise me here Irene, love it 🙂
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I love that bridge. Bridges probably have similar characteristics throughout Asia. The tents are just strange. An attempt at two man bell tents I think. We used to have bell tents when I was in Girl Guides but ours slept 10.
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I love that bridge. What a stunning shot. Haha! Sherri…looks like something out of Memoirs of a Geisha.
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