Melbourne

I wandered around the "Paris End" of Melbourne's compact city centre yesterday, feeling that the only thing "Paris" about Melbourne must be the prices. The view above is outside by soon-to-be office building. Mercifully, my first day of work is Monday. On my return to Australia, I feel like I did in my first few weeks in London - that suspended animation: an impotence caused by a lack of money, lack of structure and lack of visibility. While I will start to earn next week, it is a paralegal position to fill the gap until I start the journey towards qualification. It is this that I look forward to. My hopes and plans on returning to Melbourne - and enjoying this city of my birth - revolve around career establishment and rediscovering the city by moving out: new housemates, new bars, new cafes and continuing the merry-go-round of fun that is life. As my French friend Michael says: "C'est cool, la vie" It's cool, the life - Yes it is and I can't wait to begin again!