
Ok, this is like so totally out of order. Brie and i are in Melbourne, an utterly fantastic city. There's been a number of things to blog about, but i'll have to get to them after this, for this is Melbourne and it's worth blogging about right now.

Australian cities are hard to describe, and that might be what's so special about them. LA is like LA, Vancouver like Vancouver, NYC, London, Paris, San Fran, Istanbul, Berlin - dare i say
Naniamo, like their respective Naniamos. The peas and carrots don't touch that much, each one rather unique and separate.
Then there's Sydney, Melbourne and Brisbane. I'll leave Sydney and Brisbane for now, so let's talk Melbourne, since i'm here and it's new and fun.

I sort of sat here for a sec trying to make a metaphor for what Melbourne is like. Thinking about mixtapes, and fashion and TV dinners and how 'the remix' has been the core component of fashion and music since the 90's. Melbourne was around before the 90's, i'd guess, and it was likely appreciated before then too. Funny how it foreshadowed the remix before there even was a mainstream the-remix.
Should any
Melburnian be reading this, it shouldn't startle to think that this might be offensive. San Fran is like Melbourne! To be sure, it works that way around also. Everything is relative. I'm just speaking from my personal frame of mind.

What the hell do i mean by this. I mean, Melbourne is like a compilation album, a greatest hits, a mix of familiar things from all over in one package. Familiar and new somehow at the same time. One minute it feels a bit like London, then like San Fran, then like Vancouver - you know - until a parrot flies by or you notice that towering palm tree.
They kept their trams

Brie on a bridge

Hey look! I'm growing a pole out of my head!

More to come...