One day I took a stroll (and by stroll I mean a stressful, confusing bus ride) down to the city to check it out. It was so busy and crowded and it reminded me of everything I was trying to leave behind in Colorado. I know it was just one experience, and I shouldn't let it ruin how I feel about the city. Currently, I am residing in a suburb of Sydney, and I love it. It is so quaint and calm. The mailman greats you on the street with a "G'day," and you can walk around on the streets barefoot. Life is so much simpler here. I used to think that living in the city and going out at night was what life is made of, but I think I have come to realize that life is about enjoying the sun and the conversations that take you into each others' lives. Joy truly does come from enjoying the little things in life.
The best breakfast of my life at a cafe called Hatch:
My favorite Australian magazine: