Conversations on Melbourne often revolve around its inclement weather. Without doubt, it is bewildering the number of seasons the city can experience in a single day. On one particularly memorable trip, I was pelted by hailstones, shortly after which a scorching sun gifted me with awful sunburn to worsen my bruises, and a pigeon pooped down the back of my neck.
Luckily, Melbourne is dotted with numerous abodes serving gastronomical delights from around the world, within which to take refuge. Melbourne’s cafes are the rosy-cheeked, aproned housekeeper that welcomes you out of the winter chill, seats you near the fireplace, and fills your belly with baked deliciousness and content. They are bred for the hipster brunch and coffee cultures that you secretly always wanted to be part off. Incidentally, I have determined, through non-scientific means, that too much coffee can make you see sounds.
If, on the other hand, you do manage to stay on the streets and soak in Melbourne’s unique urban culture, you soon realize why she is one of the world’s greatest street art capitals. The city has designated streets for lawful artistic expression, that form a labyrinth of colourful artwork. Melbourne’s most vibrant discussions, the essence of her zeitgeist, are expressed along her tiny cobbled streets. Innocently trotting around you never know when you might be a hit with the ingeniousness of human creativity. Ever-changing graffiti messages sing out in bright colors and mesmerizing graphics, sprinkled with humor, oddity and soul. It feels much the same as what I suppose walking in orbit of Willy Wonka’s imagination would feel like. My feet (in no particular order) led me through Degraves Street, ACDC, Hoiser and Rutledge Lanes, and ended at Flinders street station.
Melbourne is amongst my most favourite cities – walking her streets is a colourful and highly caffeinated adventure! It’s just as amusingly disorienting as you could imagine.