Denmark, Western Australia: Secrets from a wild romance

“Love… is a quest for truth… truth in relation to something quite precise: what kind of world does one see when one experiences it from the point of view of two and not one?” – Alain Badiou

After years of travelling, Denmark has become our most recent adventure. Although we went for a friend’s wedding, this journey taught me a lot more about my own experience of the world from the point of view of two.

 

The Sunrise

It was 5 am. In all our exhaustion, we drove down Lion’s Lookout because we promised ourselves to watch the sun rise over the ocean – something that is hard to do when you live on the west coast.

In the quietness and freshness of the day, I realised that our love is at its best outside and in the morningIt is at its best when we go on somewhat outrageous explorations and when it’s just the two of us.

These early hours also showed me that motivation goes hand in hand with our love. It is only when we follow through on our promises and motivate each other that we can make room for a bond that moves us both in the right direction.

 

 

The Adventure

We weren’t done with the sunrise, so we drove down the road to see what more there was. I had a nap on McGeary’s Rock and he taught me about the banksias at Sinker Bay.

Climbing down a sandy cliff, I realised that I learn more when we travel together.

I have gone on so many trips alone but I have never felt comfortable enough to learn new things and to see new places as I have been when we are travelling together. Wanting to experience the world from each other’s perspective often leads to discovering something that we never expected to discover at all.

 

 

The Valley of the Giants

After the adventure, came the wedding (which was wild, to put it modestly). So, logically, the next day was tough. Despite our delicate bodies, we climbed to the top of the trees and back down again.

This last day in Denmark was proof that our love is funny and messy and the ultimate support system. We wallowed in self-pity but still managed to laugh at our own poor choices. Despite these poor choices, we kept going. We choose to travel and explore again, and again, and again. And when we make it home, we still don’t stop.

“Love is a tenacious adventure… Real love is one that triumphs lastingly, sometimes painfully, over the hurdles erected by time, space and the world.” – Alain Badiou




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