February is officially over and so is the Expat Blog Challenge, but since I missed a few days of it, I thought I’d keep going into March and complete it. On Saturday, February 15th, the prompt was, “What the tourists never see in my town that they are really missing out on.” I had to think about which town is “my town” and decided that both Miami and Melbourne are my towns. Let’s talk about…
I wish I could take the best of Miami and bring it to Melbourne and the best of Melbourne and bring it to Miami.
Life in Melbourne is different from life in Miami in many small ways. Here are a few things that I find myself doing more living here than I ever did before living in Miami.
I’m glad January is almost over. It kind of sucked.
The obvious is family and friends. It’s a given that I miss them so I’ll go with a few other things.
Couples share so many special moments together. A first date. A first kiss. The first night spent together. The first vacation together. The first car accident together.
A few things that are making me happy this week and that I’m grateful for:
What makes up a real Australian? I came across this humorous “listcicle” of qualities that make up a real Miamian. It’s an easy test. Give yourself for a point for every bullet point that applies to you and add up your points at the end to see how you score. It’s just a witty look at stereotypes, but I found myself nodding to more than a couple.
I’ve been in Melbourne about five weeks now. Here are some random observations. Keep in mind that this is a narrow perspective. I’m judging the whole of Australia based on my Aussie boyfriend (sorry, dear Australian citizens) and comparisons are against my tiny world in Miami, which is not representative of the United States. No one place in America is. On the Road The state of Victoria has an extensive process for a young adult…
It’s been a long day. I got up early and my dad was kind enough to give me a ride to the airport.
Theo asked me where I would love to live. I’ve visited a number of beautiful places. London stands out, New England is gorgeous, and, given a bazillion dollars, New York City would be hard to pass up. Ultimately, however, I always say, Miami. There are things about Miami that I don’t like. It’s expensive, congested, dirty, loud, and violent. The people are rude, superficial, have big egos and an even bigger sense of entitlement. Despite boasting…
I live only one block away from the street that the Three Kings Parade travels on. I’ve lived on this street for about 30 years and so I’ve gone over to see it many times and watched it wax and wane over the years. It was pretty good this year, about two solid hours of marching bands, floats, various police departments, politicians, and local radio and television personalities.