London (same old, same old… sort of)
Visiting London (for a weekend) was a little odd. Arriving at Heathrow, catching public transport into Camden (where we were staying with friends) and going out in London was all so familiar. Yet in the back of my mind I knew that it was only for three days and that I was sleeping on a fold-out sofa at a friend’s place. Very odd and I guess similar to the feelings (sort of) that I get these days in Melbourne: you know the place back to front and it kind of feels like home, but you know you don’t live there. I guess the only difference now (between London and Melbourne) is that for Melbourne this won’t be the case for much longer…
Either way, it was great to catch up with a few of our friends who were in town at the same time. Hope to see them again some time, but it might be a little while now we don’t live down the street any more…
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