There is an inexplicable charm about Melbourne. It’s a city where you can’t just pigeon-hole it into the cities categories of ‘party place’, ‘historically regal’, ‘laidback & easy going’, ‘outdoor country’, ‘cultural & chic’.
Because, in so many sense, it is a wonderful melange of all that.
I first stepped foot in this city during Feb 2002, where I arrived to pursue my undergraduate studies in the infamous University of Melbourne. Despite being a complete paradox of excited with the new life ahead, missing home & the then-bf; it was a welcoming place which I took no time in settling in & grew to love so much over the span of 3 years.
In 3 years, I have gone through so much with all of its wonderful citizens & transient passerbys (like myself) & begun to love all its nooks & crannies and even the fickleness of its weather (Melburnians will so totally know what I mean!)
I never realised how much it was home to me, until I arrived back in Melb after 3 weeks in NZ. In my convo with the cab driver, I found myself saying ‘it’s good to be home’.
So yes, the 3 years came and gone, and when it was time for me to go home, I found myself feeling exactly the same way, at the same crossroads of when I first arrived.
Excited with the new life ahead back home in KL, and knowing I will miss Melbourne with all of my heart.
Fast forward 1.5 years later – my return to Melb in Jul 2006 was like going home after a long day of work. The familiarness of Tullamarine airport, the skyline, the suburbs, the city… virtually nothing has changed at all. Of course, the people have grown somewhat with jobs & all, but in essence, Melbourne was still the city that I have known & loved still.
That 10 days of seeing my mates, walking through the city, having my fave coffee & sushi (now ain’t that great no more, unfortunately) at my fave cafe in Uni, the SHOPPING, strolling by Yarra river at night with the babes… was just what I needed after venturing into the corporate world for a bit.
So, come this Oct, I will be returning to my loving second home after a hiatus of 3 years. In this 3 years, I have globetrotted to numerous countries on multiple continents, and when people ask me ‘when are you going back to Melb?’ – my answer will be ‘nah, not so soon. I’ve got so many other new places I want to see!’
Never say never.
It took one night of reminiscing with my Melb buddies, and one late spring wedding to host… and my flight was booked in the next 2 days. Last weekend, my bestie even managed to convince me to extend my stay so we can have more smashing time to relive our good ol’ days!
I love that woman to bits :D
Also this time around, I will return with my beloved camera, as well as a heart that yearned to consummate the love that I have always had for this lovely place. The funny thing is, my heart knew I needed to go back to a place where I knew as well as the back of my hand after all the round-the-world-travel I’ve been doing.
A place where I don’t need to research where to go, what to see, check maps & directions, prepare for freezing cold/tropical summers.
Just a place where I can return to its welcoming arms (and some of the most important people in my life)
Life has a funny way of telling you things, no?
I can’t wait.