While I often miss Newtown and the alternative, unique vibe it evokes, my new flat definitely wins for location. Aside from being in the CBD, I am really liking the proximity to Central Station and Railway Square. Take beaches for example. Last semester I usually just went to Coogee on the bus route outside my place or schlepped the way to Bondi
Beach. Now I can just walk out of my flat and hop on a number of bus routes to a number of different beaches. Very convenient.So I picked up the 395 to Maroubra because it was the first bus that came and arrived to a rather uncrowded beach and gentle surf. I kind of cheated on the uni evasion and did some reading but was quickly distracted by the scenery. Maroubra is very aesthetically pleasing, particularly when you compare it to Bondi or some of Sydney's other beaches. Not to extract from the wonder that is Bondi Beach, but Maroubra is pretty cool because it is largely undeveloped, especially on the south end. Of course Bondi has tons of stuff to offer in the way of cafes, shopping, pubs, hot people, etc but it was really nice to sit on an uncrowded beach and feel pleasantly detached from the bustle. This sense of detachment surprised me since Maroubra is really not that far away the city.
I decided to snap some photographs after being instructed by Fiona to start honing my photography skills. Although hon
ing implies that I have skills to begin with, right? I took a photography class in high school--I hardly think that equipped me with skills. I could be wrong though. Anyway I was walking around Maroubra like a total tourist and felt somewhat foolish but whatevs--I think I got some cool shots. I might upload them to my Picasa. Not sure if I want to share all the pictures I have on there with my audience. Do I even have an audience?
One site that kind of struck me was a posting on a pole. Someone apparently had a "nasty fall" on the street along the beach (Marine Parade) and they were helped by three people who called the ambulance and comforted them until it arrived. The fall victim is searching for these people to "personally" thank them. It made me feel very happy to know that there are both helpful and appreciative people in this world.
I could hardly imagine such a thing happening back home. People are not typically as hospitable or appreciate. Perhaps a fall victim would be properly assisted (or maybe not--some of
us remember this--sorry for it being from the NY Post but it was the first that came up in news search) but I doubt that the victim, after being released from the hospital, would be likely to go through the trouble of seeking someone that helped them. I observe people in Sydney to be nicer than people back home. Sometimes when I mention this to Aussies (particularly non-Sydneysiders) they doubt me. "You reckon??" Perhaps I am wrong--or perhaps I am just biased, coming from the deemed New York City Metro where people have a reputation for being rushed and unfriendly. But I just feel people here are more receptive and affable. And this does not just apply in emergency situations--I think that people here are warmer in everyday discourse. Back home, I just think of everyone going about their daily lives not bothering to look at anyone or acknowledge anyone unless they are in their way.
Ok, that rambling is getting old. I should probably wrap this post up. Oh before I do, I should mention that I set up a twitter. Tweet me. Cya.
ing implies that I have skills to begin with, right? I took a photography class in high school--I hardly think that equipped me with skills. I could be wrong though. Anyway I was walking around Maroubra like a total tourist and felt somewhat foolish but whatevs--I think I got some cool shots. I might upload them to my Picasa. Not sure if I want to share all the pictures I have on there with my audience. Do I even have an audience?One site that kind of struck me was a posting on a pole. Someone apparently had a "nasty fall" on the street along the beach (Marine Parade) and they were helped by three people who called the ambulance and comforted them until it arrived. The fall victim is searching for these people to "personally" thank them. It made me feel very happy to know that there are both helpful and appreciative people in this world.
I could hardly imagine such a thing happening back home. People are not typically as hospitable or appreciate. Perhaps a fall victim would be properly assisted (or maybe not--some of
us remember this--sorry for it being from the NY Post but it was the first that came up in news search) but I doubt that the victim, after being released from the hospital, would be likely to go through the trouble of seeking someone that helped them. I observe people in Sydney to be nicer than people back home. Sometimes when I mention this to Aussies (particularly non-Sydneysiders) they doubt me. "You reckon??" Perhaps I am wrong--or perhaps I am just biased, coming from the deemed New York City Metro where people have a reputation for being rushed and unfriendly. But I just feel people here are more receptive and affable. And this does not just apply in emergency situations--I think that people here are warmer in everyday discourse. Back home, I just think of everyone going about their daily lives not bothering to look at anyone or acknowledge anyone unless they are in their way.Ok, that rambling is getting old. I should probably wrap this post up. Oh before I do, I should mention that I set up a twitter. Tweet me. Cya.
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