Back in melbourne…… a not too long forgotten smell of bars and busy coffee shops at the corner of every street was overwhelmingly nostalgic ( i wonder if i can use that word considering my very short term affair of less than one year with this city ). I spent most of the first day sleeping and making sure i wasnt getting in the way of the happy couple who had most graciously let me crash at their place.

Couldnt help but get back on Swanston Street as soon as i was over the jetlag, and realized how Melbourne was truely ‘a city of experiences’. The only way to discover this wonderful city was to walk and walk and keep walking … never letting any alleyway slip by, never letting any pub undiscovered, never letting any busker go unnoticed.

As wonderful walking in melbourne really is, you do happen to come across the most annoying skateboard junkies who are always looking for 50Cents for a ride home or the occasional couple from manhattan who are desperately looking for some pot. Not to worry though – a month in this city is more than enough to get familiar but dont let familiarity breed contempt is what i say…..