Melbourne feels like home
Don't ask me why. I feel strangely at ease in Melbourne. I have a couple of theories why it is so.
Maybe it just feels very much like NZ. The brands, street names, accents, banks, number of Asians etc are all so similar to NZ.
Or maybe it is the comforting presence of a long-time friend. I have a feeling it's the latter. A big hug, a spontaneous arm around a shoulder, a familiar laughter. Perhaps those are closer to the heart than external sights and sounds.
Some photos, I think food will come in separate posts. :)
Maybe it just feels very much like NZ. The brands, street names, accents, banks, number of Asians etc are all so similar to NZ.
Or maybe it is the comforting presence of a long-time friend. I have a feeling it's the latter. A big hug, a spontaneous arm around a shoulder, a familiar laughter. Perhaps those are closer to the heart than external sights and sounds.
Some photos, I think food will come in separate posts. :)
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