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I've learned not to rush here. I've learned to take it slow and I try to be careful. I try not to say too much too soon but I like to say enough so that my message is clear. I like just waiting for things to happen.
My days came closer to leaving the hostel. I didn't want to stop the adventures, but I did want some privacy. After an Open Mic Night in none other than U-Bar (the pub below the hostel), I spent the night with some friends who came to support my singing. It was the final call.
I went to the Royal Botanical Garden in Melbourne with some of my European (Poland, France, Belgium) mates from the hostel. It was certainly beautiful -- even though it's winter/wet. There's a lot of tea and trees I've never heard of or seen, but look really cool there. We watched the sunset from the garden, which gave a beautiful glimpse of the sun moving across the buildings. It was like something you would see in a magazine or on the movie screen. Moments.
I moved to my place in Carlton, Victoria. I live within a 10 minute walking distance (2 min tram) to Melbourne University. Glorious location! Not only am I convenient to the school, but I have Little Italy as my neighbor! The street I live on is filled with Italian restaurants and shops. People are eating outside on the sidewalk with heaters keeping the tents warm. In the middle of all this fun lies your local supermarket and cinema. Inside the apartment complex (sponsored by YMCA College Square) includes a gym, sauna, grocery store downstairs and Chinese carryout. I'm sure one of those things will be useful within the next five months that I'm here.
And I met my roommate. He seems to be a good man. He's from Korea studying his PhD in architecture. Quiet, Virtuous.
I keep in touch with my friends from the hostel. I hope that lasts longer than they think. I guess I understand. I've moved around a lot and learned what it is to have had true friends that would stick around or never lose touch. It's great. That's how I got to see many of my friends from Florida and Georgia when I went back a few weeks ago. We met up for some dancing over the weekend, which just became a trend for the following weekend (and may continue).
In between meeting new people and staying connected with friends, there was still this French guy that I had been hanging out with a lot through the past week and a half.
There we were, sitting. Enjoying the moment. I glanced at the time. 11:11PM (Make a wish). It was like a dream, and then the night ended.
Until the next time…11:22PM.
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