The complex maze of streets. The cafes and bakeries and quirky stores in the complex maze of streets. Indian food. Fabrique cardamom buns. Weekend markets. My flat’s proximity to the Southbank weekend markets. Christmas markets. Churros and waffles. Pret a Manger ham and cheese toasties. Itsu dinners. The abundance of museums. The abundance of free museums. The public toilets in the free museums. Not being a tourist in a city full of tourists. Navigating through the crowds without Google Maps. The walking culture. The tube. Big Ben at night.
After spending a week in Melbourne, I can confirm that it is Australia’s culture and style capital.
Located at the southern tip of Australia, Melbourne is Sydney’s hipper, more urban counterpart, with street art around every corner, laneways filled with hole-in-the-walls, and trendy boutiques spouting experimentally chic styles.
Melbourne possesses a creative energy that makes you feel alive. Walking down the CBD grid, you feel connected to the heart of the city and the electricity that makes it run. A short train outside the central district, you come across picture-perfect beaches like St. Kilda’s, as well as cool, quirky neighborhoods like Fitzroy.
Imagine coastal cliffs as far as your eyes can see, boulders as large as the shoulders of giants, and twelve tempered rocks as headstrong as the tide. This is the Great Ocean Road.
One of the world’s most scenic coastal routes, The Great Ocean Road is a natural marvel with dramatic coastlines, rugged cliffs, and rolling waves. It’s a two-and-a-half-hour drive from Melbourne, but for the chance to see the Twelve Apostles and Loch Ard Gorge, it’s worth it.