My Week, Down Under (Melbourne)

Sydney, New South Wales | Melbourne, Victoria

5th August 2014, Tuesday


We landed in Melbourne (Tullamarine) around 7pm in the evening. My cousin, who has been living in Oz since 2002, picked us up from the airport. From there, he drove us back to his apartment in the Caulfield suburb. And since pretty much everything – less the bars and certain restaurants – closes early in Australia, we couldn’t do much! We just had dinner at a nice restaurant before returning back to his place.

I should also mention that this was our first time visiting our cousin in Australia. I have heard stories about this puppy he bought – a labrador retriever.


He was an old man (of 10 years) by the time I got around to actually meet him. Oh, how time flies! Continue reading


My Week, Down Under (Sydney)

Sydney, New South Wales | Melbourne, Victoria

3rd August 2014, Sunday

Our dear friends, Debbie and Edward, picked us up from Sydney International at around 11am. They gracefully accommodated us in their beautiful apartment in Birmingham Street, Alexandria. We first settled down in their guest bedroom and freshened up from the overnight flight.

Bondi Beach

The first stop of the day was at Bondi Beach. The area was bustling with locals and tourists alike. I was truly amazed by the surf culture in Australia – winter hadn’t managed to fend off the surfers. Here I was covered in layers while a considerable number of people were down to their wetsuits, without even flinching.

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Auckland Bridge Bungy Jump

After all that contemplation of the way I want to go about life, I have spent two days setting some exciting goals for myself. My ‘Bucket List’ is not exhaustive and I will be adding more as and whenever. Some of these goals seem like lofty ideals – but hey, you know what they say about ‘dreaming big’.

Bucket List: Go Bungee Jumping [√]

02 February 2014, Sunday
Auckland, New Zealand

I paid 150 NZD to jump off the Auckland Harbour Bridge from a height of 40 metres. What was I thinking?


“This is freaking exciting!”  I was excited as I walked across along the fixtures of the Auckland Harbour Bridge. I even got to enjoy a view of the Auckland Skyline along the way!  Continue reading

allowing oneself to be inhibited by a view.

Writing 101, Day Two: Choose a place to which you’d like to be transported if you could — and tell us the backstory.

“Would you look at that? Ain’t that something?” I asked Alvin, rhetorically. As anticipated, he peered through the small excuse of a window panel to this left. I surveyed his face and was oddly pleased to see him overwhelmed by complete and utter awe. His mouth was slightly agape, as though he was halfway through an incredulous gasp. His eyes were brightly lit by wonderment. “All my life, and I have never seen such a vision back home,” I commented, snapping him out of his reverie.

“Yeah, this is like the mother of all skies!” he said. Not a very eloquent descriptor for this vista, I suppose. But yeah, I could see where he was coming from. “Holy shit, you can actually see the moon as well!” he further exclaimed. I shifted my gaze back towards the tiny glass window to my right.

Sure enough, I noticed the gibbous moon basking in the last light. I contemplated our current predicament. We had been cooped up in this armoured vehicle for the past hour or so. There was barely any leg room for either of us as we were seated, knee to knee, across from each other. There was a considerable sized radio-signal set between us and another pair of poor souls. In the front compartment, the driver was sprawled in his seat awaiting his next instructions. Abreast him, was the most morose one of us all. He has been in a ‘stand to’ position with half his body out through the top hatch of the vehicle and hands steadily gripping onto the machine gun. It was last light. The point right between darkness and light. And at that very moment, the sky was just the epitome of that.

“Screw it guys, let’s get out. I want to bring home photos of myself in this back-drop,” I called out.

“But Sarge, it’s last light. We’re not allowed to leave this fucking vehicle!” Alvin responded, indignantly.

“Come on, we’ve been through hell today and you guys need a break. Besides, all of you are my charges and this is a direct order!”

In unison, they swiftly yelled “Yes Sergeant,” knowing full well that I had to issue that order to protect them from the plausible culpability. We then clambered out of our cage, overcome with relief and joy from stretching our limbs to their full extent. Following which, six camera enabled cellphones were immediately extricated from the various pockets. Continue reading