Went down to Melbourne to visit my best friend and her family (she was there visiting her mom and she 'coaxed' me into going down there as well during my mid-semester break).
Melbourne is a gorgeous city. Gorgeous. I’ve lost count on the number of times I’ve said that word during my stay, gawking at the buildings, the life and the beauty of everything. It had a European feel, and the browning autumn leaves added ambiance to the whole experience.
As my best friend’s mother described, “If the three cities were people: Sydney would be the confident man in his tailored suit, Melbourne would be the elegant European lady, and Brisbane, the surfer dude enjoying the tropical breeze.”
Her mom ‘encouraged’ my love for the city as well, blowing at my growing flames of love for the city, with her intermittent small talk of its beauty, the art and theatre available and visible, even to the point of offering me help if I ever decide to move down in the future. Chances of that are now 70%, most likely in a year or so. Influence is a great changer.
My holiday down in the city of Melbourne was a splendid refreshing break from reality. There really is nothing like the feeling of being surrounded by the people you love and experiencing familiar cultures in a gorgeous new city.
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