Sunday, August 4, 2013
Last Thursday, it was three years that I came to Sydney. Packed with two suitcases of clothes, hope and a healthy portion of fear I landed in this big city of beaches and sun, not knowing what really to expect.
When I look at the photos of my first weeks I see many things and moments which seemed so new and foreign to me back then, things which are now so familiar and belong to my life here. Sydney is a beautiful city and I feel so lucky that I get to live some years of my life here.
Three years later, I bump into friends in cafes or on the street, have favourite streets to go for walks or spots to enjoy the water, enjoy the parks, palm trees, native flowers and the differences of the neighbourhoods, the fresh food and coffee... trying to not take the beauty of this place for granted.