When everyone uncharacteristically stays indoors, leaving the streets wonderfully peaceful and strangely empty.
Just around the corner from the school, there is an old-looking building standing. I’ve always wondered how the shops survive, because to say that the area is quiet … Is simply an understatement.
In the heart of the city.
Is it true that all cities in the world are alike? I think I felt it that day.
What makes each city different are probably more the intangible things, like the culture, the feel of the air, the smells, the people you’re with, and experiences you have there. The physicals will always be what they are: Physical.
When faced with the extreme new-ness and modernity of home, I can’t help but admire the beauty of the vintage and old even more.
Museum Station has state significance as the first underground station in Australia and demonstrates the adaptation of the London tube style station to the Australian situation. The station is well constructed, proportioned and detailed and represents the culmination of many years of political lobbying to have a city railway system in place.
While walking around Chippendale I found an entrance to this university and stepped in … Into an unexpected world of vintage charm.
Old buildings are still the best.
My weekend hosts took the trouble to show me a side of Sydney I probably would never see on my own.
Stepping in made me feel a sense of familiarity. Even the architecture looked familiar. Then I learned that it was probably the southern influence which we get back home as well, as opposed to northern style architecture.
As I walked the grounds of this magnificent hogwarts-lookalike university, I couldn’t help but wish that my course was offered here instead…
There is something magical about the air inside a cathedral. Everyone becomes shadows of our physical selves, dwarfed by the beauty created by light, lines, shadows and structures.
Am feeling the desire to see the cathedrals of Europe grow stronger after stepping into St Mary’s – Bucket List just got longer.
Sometimes I feel such a strong need to shut off from everything, because it feels too tiring to have to keep processing what the world wants, to contemplate the consequence of each and every action, to infer the words and actions of everyone and everything.
These sound simple, but they are in fact seriously mind-boggling activities.
It doesn’t help that having such active thought processes means that even when you sleep, it doesn’t necessarily mean that your mind is getting rest. And you wake up more tired than the day before.
But enough of rants. It’s time to think of this week’s gratitude list.