I have been in Melbourne for six weeks now. Well, 21 years and six weeks. That's right, I'm revealing both my age and my ability to confuse readers. Particularly once you learn that my 21st birthday was in February, not August. Long story short, I was born and raised in Melbourne but spent the first seven months of this year living and travelling in Europe. No big deal, as far as life experiences go. But upon my return to this extraordinary city, something struck me... something other than its extraordinariness and the high level of wind in August.
I find it fascinating how easily we forget the excitement and interest sparked by every corner of a foreign place (and I mean every corner - I don't know what it would take to get most locals to visit their own museum of haberdashery), yet promptly see our own city as a set reality, one of familiarity and routine.
Don't get me wrong, familiarity and routine are a natural and (mostly) comforting part of life. It's just that I'm keen to hold onto that excitement in experiencing some of the super dooper things this city has to offer.
Ergo, this blog is about documenting these experiences, in the form of reviews, commentary and whatever else strikes my fancy.
Join me on the glorious and ongoing journey of a Melbourne wanderer...
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