Recently my loved ones went on a well deserved holiday. 4 kids, my entire life partner and I.
Long days spent on sunny beaches, in a single of our countries most pristine environments.
Byron Bay is beautiful and the local culture are renowned for fighting for it to keep that way. Even the council is progressive and green, a distinctive combination that allows Byron Bay’s special offerings to get experienced on a bed of
awareness which is rich like fabrics form mystical cultures.
We chose Byron for it’s magical content around it’s post card beaches. Our favourite beach may be the Pass, something for everyone there. glass screen protector
The waves peel around the corner of Australia at 1-3 ft, there is least 50 people out causing them, the smoothest is usually the long boards. The Spread a day like this has sentiments of California from the 60’s, a real sense of oneness between our species and our mother planet. We come here every year, and sometimes the tide is going and left big long swimming pools safe for the kids to play and the adults to laze around with these.
With a great cafe’ just above the beach nestled in the trees, with everything from ice poles, great food to latte’s with a friendly smile, the fusion of latest culture and nature is sublime. Even resident Bush Turkeys roam thru people looking for a treat. It’s always an incredible day as long as we remember the sunscreen ‘cause you cant un-cook a chicken’.
So we hit the beach at the beginning of the morning, ‘holiday early’ so about 10, crystal blue waves and 25 degrees. Even as we descended the stairs, I felt like we had arrived floating into a post card, under a canopy of a sub-tropical green sent to azure blue ocean.
We walked to the right to find a place in the shade were we could set-up for the day’s event. As I do, is the Dad, I forge ahead to find the right place so that as I was scanning the horizon for the perfect space, however saw a flash of sunshine reflected from the sand, I discovered it 3 or 4 more times. I set a b-line for it and as I got closer I saw something which made my heart sink.
I couldn’t believe that our sanctuary, the area we came to find some magic, was now scarred by someones cheap and lazy mobile provider. Our countries most beautiful beaches, where a large number of families come yearly, I was in shock as you would expect, it was the sharpest and most dangerous piece of cellphone fodder, a razor little bit of a discarded tempered glass mobile screen protector, just expecting someone or worse someone’s child to step onto its edge.
At best its the end with the beach day for the entire family cause who takes firstaid supplies to the beach on holidays? At worst it could make a meal of an child soft skin, easily slicing right down to the bone thru tendons and many types of, thats an hour within an ambulance atlas, not to mention the rest of the holiday in tweed hospital.
With this dangerous accessory on the market with almost every new phone along with the cost to the cell phone stores being from $0.50-$6, these are selling them for unto $50. Besides this being unsafe but it’s truly un-Australian.
As the mobile phone becomes entrenched inside our everyday lives for always more than one reason, there will basically be a flood with this type of dangerous waste from mobile industry growth on the next 5 years.
Our lives move pretty fast today, so moments that be noticeable need to be listened to. My moment, finding this bit of mobile rubbish around the beach of my families favourite natural holiday destination, the shock of realisation until this particular piece of tech by strategy is the ‘new cigarette butt’.
So what can we do? Choose to buy NEON. Ask every store you are going in for it, do you have NEON screen protectors. In your digital mobile age, we most effective and quickest have the right and capability to create change, we are able to make the next small start-up go BIG! One small method is to demand Safe Responsible Technologies from the retailers, so they only source quality products and accessories.
I realised while i saw that piece of glass on a half full beach that, I must share this story where I will, hoping that people will see that we have a different choice available, before I knew about NEON, I became stuck in the glass-age.