We arrived in the harbour city of Sydney, New South Wales on 17 January 1998. For the first ten years we did not consider living anywhere else.
The face of our chosen suburb, Newtown, gradually threw off its grungy working class garb. Gentrification crept through the streets. Great news for house prices as rough edges of the area were smoothed. For the niche bars, retailers and eateries, rising rents pushed them out.
Pushchairs replaced colourful characters, walking goats and parrots. Foot paths barely coped with the jam of people, spilling from increased apartment living.
Joining the exodus, we made our way, step by step west to aircraft noisy Stanmore then sleepy Petersham before landing in luscious Leichhardt. In hindsight, we should have settled here, instead of chasing the bright lights of Newtown.
Arriving too late to secure a residence we journeyed 917 kms north (570 miles) to Morningside. The vibe in Queensland is more relaxed than we are used to. Ignoring the Summer daylight saving implemented by other states, Queenslanders arise and retire early to bed.
Here we are in the river city of Brisbane, celebrating 22 years in Australia. Uncertain of where life will take us next.
7 thoughts on “Celebrating 22 years”
Congratulations on this anniversary and best wishes on the Future whatever it may be.
Thank you, Larry.
I would like to echo Larry’s comment here. What a nice and colourful photo of the Brisbane CBD you have included in this post!
Had you arrived 10 more years earlier in 1988 and headed straight to Brisbane, you would have caught World Expo 88 there. Embedded in my post entitled “Khai & Khim: For Always and Beyond Goodbye” is an aerial photo of the 625-million-dollar fair:
Best wishes to whatever life brings. Sounds like you really love Australia.
indeed! well wishes towards the future whatever it may be.
Love that image of Brisbane😀 Very cool!