Wanderlust: Australia

Birthday in Melbourne + Book of Mormon

15:25

I just belated realised that my title of choice for this blog post has the initials of B.i.M.B.o.M..

Ha.

*funny bone is tickled*

As I welcomed another year of the late 20s on my birthday this year, I received a barrage of well-wishes from people I didn't even know a year ago.

My current colleagues, whom I met in August 2016, bombarded the group chat at my midnight and their 10PM back in Kuala Lumpur. One even uploaded a video singing "happy birthday" to my Facebook. 😄

When I consider the year that happened between April 2016 to April 2017, if I only had one word to describe it, it'd be this:

"Progressive." ❤️

I mean that in the best sense of the word. In April 2016, I had recently lost a job which I had such high hopes for. It was a start-up that wanted to hire a writer, but after three months, decided it did NOT need a writer after all.

It was demoralising. 😢

I spent my 2016 birthday at Marina Bay Sands in Singapore, and while it was fun, my birthday then was tinged with a sense of anxiety about when my new job would be.



What this picture doesn't show is the crippling fear about dwindling bank accounts and existential crisis about a lack of full-time jobs with job security.

Fast forward a year later, I'm still employed... and to be exact, I'm HAPPILY employed, and for this, I'm grateful.

This, along with other factors that contributed to my happiness, made this year's birthday much more relaxing as I woke up, ready to take on another day in Melbourne on MY BIRTHDAY.

Financial security is SO fundamental to one's happiness, wouldn't you say?

The weather on my birthday was sunny, the birds were chirping, the wind was balmy...

NOT.

In a complete 180° turnabout from my day exploring Carlton just the day before, the weather was gloomy, raining, and I was FREEZING.

 Thank you, Melbourne, for your amazing weather. I practically experienced it all in the few days I was there - except for snow.

I did not have an umbrella, so I borrowed my friend's coat and braved my way towards the bus stop for my first stop of the day - Queen Victoria Market.

It was oh-so-touristy, but it was a nice walk to see all the Australian produce, especially the FOOD SECTION.

The smell was heavenly. 😋

Breakfast of the day was something I frequently had in Australia back when I was a student.


That's right. Sausage in a bun, with tons of onions and mustard. Australian delicacy, let me tell ya.

You may think this looks ordinary, but it is not. It is an Australian institution - at least, it is to me. It brings to mind all the sausage sizzles I have been to, especially the ones at university orientation, where I was fed this FOR FREE.

When you find yourself in Australia, please, by all means, go to a sausage sizzle.

After I ticked the Queen Victoria Market off my "Melbourne tourist" list, I made my way to another. This particular spot was extremely special to me, because it's one of my favourite places, even though I had not been to this particular one yet.

I went to the library.

To be specific, I went to the State Library of Victoria (SLV).

As soon as I clocked the building (I walked all the way from the Queen Victoria Market to the library!), all I could think of was "I wish that Kuala Lumpur has a library exactly like this".

The SLV was a thing of history, beauty, and gorgeousness, all wrapped up in one building. If I were to get married (HAHA), it'd be in a library like this.

I marvelled at the paintings and sculptures in the gallery, and made my way to the most recognisable aspect of the SLV, the La Trobe Reading Room.


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I had a rare moment of falling in love at first sight upon seeing this.

There's a gallery that spans all floors that you see above, so I literally went around in circles to check out the exhibitions on display, like this one.


There were rare old books on display, which I lingered over. This one features The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer as published by Kelmscott Press in 1896. 😍😍😍

After climbing to the very top of the La Trobe Reading Room, this famous figure in literature greeted me.


Years of studying his work, and I can only remember one sonnet and a short speech from MacBeth vividly 😷 (Sonnet 18 and the bit about 'out, out, brief candle!').

If I live in Melbourne, I foresee that I'd make trips here frequently.

From the library, I walked towards the iconic Flinders Street railway station (so much walking!), and had to stop every few minutes or so depending on the rain's mood.

Thanks, Melbourne.



I got this picture, and wanted to walk in the Royal Botanic Gardens. As the weather wasn't cooperating, however, I walked all the way back to the library again.

Well, to be exact, I walked all the way back for THIS.


😋😋😋😋😋😋😋

In many ways, this trip was a trip down memory lane about my international student days in Australia. While I may have been in another part of the country, the chain stores were the same, and I JUST had to have San Churro.

I felt a bit like a Disney princess at this San Churro. The table next to me was almost empty, except for one patron that I couldn't stop sneaking a peek at. It was a fat little sparrow, hopping around on the table, chair, and floor, but not leaving the store.

It also glanced curiously at me from time to time. 😍 My heart not-so-secretly yearns to be a Disney princess. Who doesn't want animals that clean your house for you?

So there I was. It was my birthday, I was in a completely new city, and I had spent most of the day by myself.

You know what?

I loved it. 

A decade ago, I still wanted to have parties with friends on my birthdays. Heck, even a couple of years ago, I secretly felt upset whenever certain friends didn't wish me at midnight on the dot - after all, *I* made the effort to do that on their birthdays.

This year? Yeah, whatever. It didn't matter if people remembered my birthday or not (my birthday is not visible on Facebook), or if my close friends wished me late. Of course, I was still touched that my colleagues made the effort to wish me a happy birthday at the stroke of midnight, but if they didn't, I wouldn't have felt offended.

IS THIS WHAT IT IS LIKE TO BE FREE FROM ONE MORE SOCIETAL EXPECTATION?!?!

Societal expectations used to tell me that I'd be a loser if I didn't have huge parties surrounded by friends, and I subscribed to that. I look back on my 16th birthday from time to time, and think that I could have saved A LOT OF HASSLE AND HEARTACHE if I didn't insist on having a party.

Like, how many people from that party am I still in touch with? Literally 3, and we MAYBE meet once a year. Maybe. How many times was I reminded that the party-planners have sacrificed their time and money for me to have that party? Tons of times.

Yep. Talk about a #wasteoftime 😑.

Nowadays, if societal expectations still think I'm a loser for travelling solo on my birthday, it's fine. I shall embrace being a HAPPY loser.

I wasn't expecting to get cake on my birthday, even. I had not told my friends in Melbourne that I was coming over to celebrate my birthday - they had already given me the gift of FREE ACCOMMODATION - and I was expecting to have the day end without acknowledgement of it from the people I was staying with.

Yet I came back in the early evening to this.



 Flowers, a birthday card, and 🎂🎂🎂.

What did I do to deserve this? 😄😄😄

My friends had accidentally found out it was my birthday due to a conversation we had the day before, which went like this (paraphrased):

Friend: "Oh I wanted to watch Beauty and the Beast! Was it good?"
Me: "It was so good! Oh, but I adore Emma Watson, so I'm kind of biased."
Friend: "I love her too. She's gorgeous, smart, and she's a feminist, and she's always wearing fashion that's environmentally friendly... she's perfect."
Me: "Right?! Emma's just slightly older than me, so I always tell myself that I want to grow up to be Emma Watson."
Friend: "So you'll be Emma Watson in *insert amount of time here*? Sounds doable." 😂
Me: "Well, us April babies are pretty good at getting what we want."
Friend: "Wait... April? When's your birthday, Mich?"
Me: "Um. Tomorrow." 

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

And that, folks, is how I gave away my birthday, and it's why I got surprised with flowers, a birthday card, and cake when I came back.

Yep.

I'm a pretty happy loser indeed.

***

Before long, I headed out again by myself. The entire Melbourne trip was a birthday gift to myself, and this... this was one of the highlights I had planned for the actual day of my birthday.

The Book of Mormon musical. 


😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

I don't believe that any musical will be able to top my love for Wicked, but this immediately shot up to my top 3 list in terms of my favourite musicals.

I won't recommend this musical to just anyone, though. While Wicked is great viewing for the family, The Book of Mormon is NOT a musical for the following types of people:

1) Children,
2) Sensitive people,
3) Religious people, and
4) Politically correct people.

I didn't know what to expect, but from the moment the musical started, I couldn't stop cackling at the rude, crude, and politically incorrect jokes and implied scenes.



Someone did not regret paying so much to be watching The Book of Mormon from this seat.

The only thing that marred my experience of The Book of Mormon slightly was the man who sat next to me. I was fairly perplexed by his reaction, to be honest.

Before the show started, there was the prerequisite announcement of: "please ensure that your mobile phones are turned off...", to which the guy next to me said "NO" vehemently.

Me inside: "...okay?"

Then, when the announcement went on to say: "please note that all photography and videography is prohibited during the performance", the guy next to me then said "F*CK YOU."

Me inside: "Oh my God (pun not intended), is this guy going to keep this up during the musical?!?!" 😱😱😱

I'm happy to report he didn't, ALTHOUGH I was still perplexed by his initial reaction. Like... what was that even about? 👺

I really enjoyed the musical, and my only regret of the night was that I did not purchase the musical programme. 😭 I was all like "I AM GOING TO SAVE MONEY BY NOT PURCHASING THIS AUD25 PROGRAMME" that night, only to buy the AUD25 Aladdin programme the very next day anyway.

So folks, let this be a lesson to you. If something has sparked joy in you, and you know having a memento of the event will spark even more joy in you every time you look at it, GET THAT THING.

I wanted to go back to Princess Theatre to buy it, except... the day I went, The Book of Mormon was closed for two days, and I was scheduled to fly back the day it reopened. 😭

Sigh.

***

My birthday in Melbourne was quiet and gloomy (weather-wise). It had no big parties, no over the top celebrations, and no one sang 'Happy Birthday' to me in person, and yet...

... it was a day that filled me with contentment and joy, a day that reminded me that I am in a good place work-wise, a day that let me know that I can financially afford a trip to Melbourne AND have fancy musical seats if I saved up (and starved myself 😂) enough, and a day that made me feel cherished by friends, colleagues, and family.

If that's not a good way to spend a birthday, I don't know what is.  🙂

I hope that this year will be good to me, too ❤️. May I always remember to be content, and to cherish the little things so many people take for granted - food, shelter, running water, health, and all that.

Now. Where to next year, I wonder?

Wanderlust: Australia

Exploring Carlton, Melbourne 👢

04:56

My first official day in Melbourne was super relaxing.

I didn't even go into the city - I just wandered around the suburb of Carlton, which is located directly above the CBD.

I wanted to go to Melbourne to sightsee, certainly. Yet, above all, I just wanted to relax. I am not too fond of the method of travel where you have to squeeze in EVERYTHING in a matter of a few hours or so - I like to linger and enjoy.

It is the allure of being able to do WHAT I want, WHENEVER I want, WHEREVER I want that makes me love solo travelling so much.

There is no need to consider other people's schedules, no need to consider what those people want to do, no need to wait for people to get ready, no need to compromise on what to do. Whatever I feel like doing that day... I just do it 😉 (terms and conditions, like not being obscenely rich, applies).

On 20th April 2017, my heart moved me to explore the suburb of Carlton, and so I did.



It's simple, and simply amazing, to get around Melbourne by foot. The sun was shining brightly that day (something I learned would quickly disappear by the very next day itself), I had Google Maps with me, and all I had to do was to walk towards my destination.

Even if I didn't feel like walking, I could always just wait for a tram - oh my gosh I LOVED ❤️ those trams - but Melbourne was a great place to get around on foot. There were wide pavements, the cutest dogs would randomly pass by with their owners, and cars will literally STOP for you to cross the smaller roads.

😊😊😊

Coming from a city where most roads don't have a clearly defined pavement, and cars are more prone to run into you than to STOP AND LET YOU CROSS, I really enjoyed this aspect of Melbourne. This is apparently how much I've walked on my first day in Melbourne.


That's about 10 times more than I walk in a day in Kuala Lumpur. 😶

First up in my itinerary was the Melbourne Museum.



This is not the Melbourne Museum.

This is part of the Royal Exhibition Building, which is directly opposite the Melbourne Museum.

Now *I* didn't know that, because this looked more like a museum than the Melbourne Museum (which was more futuristic with ceiling-to-floor glass). I know now that I am a museum-ist, and I expect them to look a certain way.

Anyway.

I spent 5 minutes wondering why a huge bunch of middle-aged women kept going into the "Melbourne Museum", and walked closer to realise there was a Quilt Convention going on inside this building. 😂

If only I could have stayed for a month instead of just the one week, because a Dog Lovers Show took place in this building on the 5th of May.

I did, however, see a couple in running gear, and each had one large malamute on a leash as they all leisurely walked around the museum grounds.

Hello #couplegoals. 😍

Eventually I found my way into the Melbourne Museum, and walked around for two hours getting educated, before walking out and promptly forgetting everything I was educated about.

I am a disgrace to my primary and secondary Science teachers. Not that they really cared about me, so I guess it's even.

In the Museum, there was the usual array of exhibitions about dinosaurs, animals, the geography and history of Victoria, and the like. I purposely avoided the bugs exhibition (nope nope nope), but plucked up the courage to go to the "The Human Body" exhibition.

One note of warning: don't simply press any button in this exhibition.

Otherwise, you may suddenly see a lighted-up, extremely graphic illustration of the human stomach from the inside. Ever want to know how your bowels, intestines, and gut look like in lighted-up glory, all pink and slimy? This is the place to go.

Another thing that made my stomach churn (hur hur) was the little snippet of information I read about how all the human body exhibits on display were taken from ACTUAL humans, and preserved for authenticity purposes.

Okay.

I'm just really glad the whole display on how food looks like in each stage didn't involve actual poop (which is the final stage, as I assume you know).

After such an exciting and educating session about the human body and how we literally turn food into poop in a matter of hours, I finally walked out of the museum...

... to go to Tank Fish and Chips along Lygon Street in Carlton.

Nope, the exhibition didn't put me off completely.


*sighs with happiness*

I ordered the "Old School Fish and Chips", and chewed slowly, savouring each bite. I scrolled through Facebook and Instagram and Pinterest while enjoying the fresh fish, and looking up at intervals to see the lunch crowd come in and out.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is what simple happiness is like. 🌞

Afterwards, I went back to the Melbourne Museum again, this time for *drumrolls* Lego!

*cues Everything is Awesome*



Now that that's stuck in your head, let me tell you what's not so awesome.

I paid AUD20 (RM70!!!) to see Lego buildings. Sure, they're wonders of the world, like this...



I'm duly amazed that people had the time to make Lego sculptures based on real-world architecture, famous paintings and objects, and events but also...

RM70... for a Lego exhibition.

Yes yes, I know you're not supposed to convert money back to your home currency when you're travelling, but I seriously cannot recommend parting with RM70 for this. It's cool and all, but maybe it'll be even cooler if I earned AUD60,000 a year instead of the amount I do now (not AUD60,000, clearly).



Someone also made a Lego sculpture out of the Tokyo subway system, because why ever the heck not, right?

(I will still stick to my Google Maps in Tokyo when I'm there - all hail GPS!)

After the Lego exhibition in which I took lots of Instagram stories and pictures to make it worth the RM70 price tag, I started meandering around the neighbourhood.

I meandered over to hipster Fitzroy, and somehow found myself here.


The gorgeous St. Patrick's Cathedral.

The surroundings was surprisingly more quiet than I expected. I really liked its Gothic exterior (and interior), and the part I liked most was the cathedral's small pockets of gardens, like this one.


"If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?"

I sat out in the gardens for far longer than I did inside the cathedral itself, impressive as it was. It felt less impressive to see the Chinese tourists take pictures inside, especially with Jesus on the cross in their pictures, but you do you, Chinese tourists.

My favourite part of St. Patrick's Cathedral's interior was the stained glass.


Impressive. It also gave me a slight neck crick, as I stood below staring up at it for quite sometime.

It felt more serene outside the building. I sat on a bench near where a steady stream of water kept flowing, and watched birds flap around in that shallow stream.

HELLO PEACE AND QUIET. 

I fell even more in love ❤️ with Melbourne at that point, for the ability to just sit outside in a quiet garden for half an hour or so, and watch the sky turn from a baby blue to a slightly darker one that is streaked with the rays of the setting sun.

I love autumn.

Once again, I walked all the way back to Carlton again (I definitely burned all the calories from that fish and chips), this time for...


Black Star Pastry Melbourne!

When I was still relatively active on Dayre (hello if you're reading this and you're from Dayre!), I kept seeing all the Australia-based Dayreans rave about Black Star Pastry in Newtown, Sydney.

The strawberry and watermelon cake was THE BOMB, they said. They loved going back to Black Star Pastry to have pastry, they said. It's a must-have, they said.

Then I went on Time Out Melbourne, and saw that Black Star Pastry opened a branch in Melbourne. Specifically, they opened a branch in CARLTON, where I was staying.

Okay then, universe.

I TOOK YOUR SIGN... and it was delicious.

I actually wanted to have more, but at AUD8.50 a slice, I regretfully bade Black Star Pastry and left.

Is it a must-have?

Well, if you're looking for some quiet time, good cake, AND a nice courtyard to sit in, Black Star Pastry Melbourne's not bad.

To cap off my day, I wandered to Woolworths and bought dinner and snacks.

"Ah, I missed this." I thought to myself as I went from aisle to aisle. If you told me ten years ago that I'd miss a grocery store chain, I'd have laughed. Now I'm even missing convenience store food, it's amazing what a decade can do to you.

I'll be back soon, my Japan Family Mart fried chicken!!!

Was my first designated day of leisure indeed leisurely?

Yes, yes it was.

Thank you, Carlton. It was much needed. 🍰  Thank you for restoring a sense of calm and normalcy to me after months of work with no leave.

Wanderlust: Australia

Hello Melbourne (Finally)!

12:34

Back when I was a student in Australia, from time to time people would ask me:

"Hey, you're in Australia! Why haven't you visited South Australia/ Victoria/ Queensland/ *insert Australian state or city here*?"

To which I have to reply:

"I. Am. A. Broke. International. University. Student." 😢

I would definitely have LOVED to travel around Australia, but I could barely make it down south to Pemberton in Western Australia. My monthly expenses came up to an average of AUD1,000 - AUD1,200, and THAT, includes rent.

I was on penny-pinching mode, and travel is not conducive to such modes.

Fast-forward some years later, I finally made it to one of the Australian cities I've always wanted to visit, but never had the chance to - Melbourne. 👩🏼‍✈️

To be honest, what convinced me to go to Melbourne was because my Perth friends who recently moved to Melbourne invited me to STAY with them if I was ever in Melbourne. The prospect of FREE ACCOMMODATION lured me more than my own desire to visit Melbourne.

Yep. When you're from a country where the currency is SUPER WEAK (with AUD1 equivalent to MYR3.45 when I exchanged money for this trip) globally, FREE ACCOMMODATION is a God-sent gift when it comes to travelling.

Thank you, friends. Thanks to them, from 19th April 2017 to 26th April 2017, I experienced what it was like to stay in Melbourne for a little bit... AND I LOVED EVERY MOMENT OF IT. ❤️

I love that Melbourne is secular, and also allows people to profess their faith (without forcing anyone else into it). I love that it's well-structured and easy to get from Point A to Point B in the city without having to drive. I love that it's considerably laidback, and people still care enough to dress up well and be considerate to each other. I love that people are friendly AND not intrusive.

I've felt all these and more in the short time I was in Melbourne, and I can finally see why it's The World's Most Liveable City since 2011 (according to the Economist Intelligence Unit).


I also love Australian fish and chips, since British fish and chips are a bit unaffordable for me at this time. 

8D7N Melbourne Trip Budget 💸

I planned to spend a maximum of RM6,500 (AUD2,000~) for eight days and seven nights in Melbourne (with FREE ACCOMMODATION).

In the end, I spent around RM6,000.00, and was under budget.

WOOHOO.

In fact, I would have spent less if it wasn't for the souvenirs I had to tote home for The Important People (aka parents, other relatives who have given me money over the years, work colleagues, and closest friends), all of which cost me around 10% of my total expenditure.

I was happy enough to do this for a trip from Australia, since "shopping for myself" wasn't high on my list. In fact, I bought nothing for myself except an Aladdin musical programme, as that was one of the points of my trip.


I consider the musical money well-spent.

Here's my total Melbourne expenditure, as below -

Flight Tickets: RM1,605.00
Musical Ticket (Aladdin): RM729.00
Musical Ticket (Book of Mormon): RM569.00
AUD750 (exchanged at a rate of RM3.45 to AUD1): RM2,587.50
Rental Pocket Wifi: RM225.00
Transportation to/ from KLIA: RM130.00
Transportation to Southern Cross Station from Melbourne Airport (and vice-versa): RM120.00 (Thank you SkyBus :3)

Total: RM5,965.50

This is not meant to be a guideline on how you can save money while travelling to Melbourne from Kuala Lumpur, by the way.

I'm sure there are other far more qualified travellers who will be able to tell you how to get the CHEAPEST flights, the CHEAPEST seats in the musicals (or not go to a musical at all), the CHEAPEST food, how to survive on FREE wifi, and think of all the money you can save by walking along the Great Ocean Road instead of going on a tour (joking).

As much as I try to save money in certain ways, there are definitely things I would splash out for, like the 7th row of a Broadway musical. I like to see every facial change up close as the show commences, and feel like I'm in the middle of it all.

I'm also fortunate that my friends in Melbourne insisted on treating me to several meals, so I saved a few more dollars that way. ;_;

Before this trip, I asked myself what were the important "must-dos" that I had in Melbourne. I came up with 3 answers -

1) Musicals,
2) Leisurely Sightseeing, and
3) Food.

I am of the opinion that for some experiences, it's better to get the best seats money can buy, or not have that experience at all. To me, musicals are part of that (it's also why I don't go to no-seating concerts - pay over RM1,000 to stand and have people's sweat on me? No thanks) . When I saw that Book of Mormon and Aladdin would cost me RM569.00 and RM729.00 respectively for premier seats... I winced a bit, and went ahead to get those tickets anyway.

I adore musicals, especially Broadway productions, and they don't come to Malaysia often. In Melbourne, where musicals rotate often in their theatres, I JUST had to go to the ones that would be playing when I was there.

A+ decision, if I do say so myself. Book of Mormon was hilariously tongue-in-cheek, and Aladdin was colourful and fun... but I'll save the gushing for another day.

My First Few Hours in Melbourne

When I flew on AirAsia to Melbourne, I spent the 8 hours or so watching Scarlet Heart on my tablet. There I was, happily sitting in the Quiet Zone, listening to the audio via my earphones, when I noticed... something.

Someone else was playing a video in the seat across the aisle, and THAT someone didn't see the need for earphones.

Yes, in a zone of the plane designated as QUIET, someone decided playing videos on LOUD was also an act allowable in the QUIET ZONE.

I wonder why people wonder why I don't like people in general. I didn't pay the extra money to hear snippets of your video. 😤

I got to Melbourne Airport, and I was already internally bracing myself for how the airport staff would treat me. Do I look like a suspicious person to you, dear reader?



Maybe I do. 

Apparently, young foreign Asian women are totally suspicious in Australia. Every Australian airport I've been in (which is a grand total of two, Sydney and Perth), I've had airport staff stop me after Immigration to ask me a bunch of questions, ranging from what I'm doing in Australia, where I'm staying, who are the friends I'm meeting in Australia, what do I do for a living, blah blah blah.

When I was a student in Perth, I had THREE of them stop me along the same corridor, one right after the other, asking the same questions... and "friendly" is not an adjective I'd use to describe them.

My inner self then was snapping fingers left and right and being like: "EXCUSE ME, I AM SPENDING A LOT OF MONEY AND PAYING THREE TIMES MORE THAN WHAT YOUR STUDENTS DO FOR A TERTIARY COURSE, AT LEAST STOP TREATING ME LIKE A CRIMINAL."

So far, the only airport I ever feel like voluntarily spending time in is Kansai International Airport. The Japanese may be firm, but at least they still look at me like I'm *human*.

But I digress.

I was totally - TOTALLY - prepared to get the same kind of treatment in Melbourne Airport when I arrived. Go through Immigration, get grilled by a string of officers, have Customs make me describe what's in my bag, take two hours just to get out, the usual.

What actually happened: 

I got through Immigration, and five seconds later a woman stopped me to talk to me. In my head I went: "oh here we go again". I answered her questions pleasantly enough (she was nice enough, but I couldn't help but notice her smiles/ laughs didn't reach her eyes), left after five minutes, got my luggage, and then...

I got out.

LESS THAN AN HOUR AFTER I LEFT THE PLANE, I WAS OUT OF THE AIRPORT.

Was I in a state of shock?

Um, YES.

"Wait, NO ONE WANTED TO CHECK MY LUGGAGE?"
"I was just waved through?"
"They smiled at me?!?!"
"What is the Melbourne equivalent of a lottery?"

May all my experiences at Australian airports be like this from now on. Ohm.

I'd like to think that that set the tone for my Melbourne trip. Things I thought might inconvenience me went perfectly well in the end.

Apart from that, my first few hours in Melbourne weren't exactly memorable. Five hours after I stepped off the plane, I lost consciousness and drifted into sleep, preparing for my first official day in Melbourne... which will be another blog post.  Here are some pictorial snippets of my journey Down Under in Victoria:







In the span of six full days, I covered two musicals, some of the suburbs, the city itself, the Great Ocean Road 🌊, Phillip Island, and some excellent food.

Hello Melbourne (Victoria), indeed. I miss you already. 😘