Cities are like relationships. I meet a place, get some first impressions – like I would a boy. I get to know a place, get some surprises or confirm my thoughts – like I would a boy. And just like I’ve gone and go through highs and lows with my personal relationships with boyfriends past … Continue reading
I’m not making it up, I promise. Ok, I admit, until I go to Boston/Cape Cod in LESS THAN THREE WEEKS, I don’t have an entirety of actual destinations to write about. But reverse culture shock is a topic that I’ve wanted to talk about for a while, because until I was hit by a … Continue reading
It’s hard to be away from home when you’re travelling or living elsewhere for a long time – I realised that soon after I got off the plane when I landed in Melbourne, ready to study there for half a year. When I got to my new room at three in the morning (it doesn’t … Continue reading
How many of us really know our home city? Unless you’ve answered, “Yeah, I do, really well” and I’ve stumbled into an awkward situation here, I’ll take the people who answered, “Actually, not that well” and bond in our neglect. You may know some places to go, the general vibes of neighbourhoods, like I do, … Continue reading
Kirst over the World 