A little while ago I was up in the (not so) Snowy Mountains region of south-Eastern Australia, taking the kids on a trip to visit the grand Snowy Mountains Hydroelectricity Scheme‘s dams and turbines, tunnels and towns … and the mountains of course. One of the places we stayed was a caravan park on the shores of Lake Eucumbene … there was also no mobile coverage apart from a 50m circle on a patch of road some 13km back up the hill … you’d see cars there in the morning, connecting … there was a little shop in the park office, a petrol bowser and this telephone booth.
I didn’t think much of it at the time apart from my initial “haven’t seen one of those in a while” … until after dark when I went for a walk outside; and there it was … a poignant reminder of communication and connectedness bathed in a pool of it’s own making. I just had to take some pictures as you do. Truth be told I wasn’t actually talking on the phone but I was missing someone and I imagined I was calling them from a place a long way away … which in many ways this was … a long way away 🙂
The late night call 🙂