The Plunge Down Under

Melbourne Revisited

I returned Monday from my seventh trip to Melbourne, a visit that reaffirmed for me that it is a city that will always remain close to my heart.  I will share several photos in this post, but many of the best parts of the trip were not captured with a camera.  Those were the times I spent catching up with some of the friends we made during our four years in Australia.  I also enjoyed wandering through my favorite haunts reminiscing.  At times the remembering contained more pain than pleasure, but even so I am glad that I went back again.  It helped to be thoroughly spoiled by so many dear friends--to be treated to coffees, breakfasts, lunches and dinners, to be picked up and dropped off at airports and train stations, and to be driven around from place to place.  I am truly thankful.

About Those Return Visits

I have started writing a post that describes my recent trip to Melbourne.  I will probably finish it, but right now the words seem a bit ho-hum.  That's likely due to the fact that the post is more or less a blow-by-blow description of where I went and what I did, with a few photos thrown in for illustration. It fails to address the emotions behind the trip.  Now that I am out of the habit of writing (and therefore of thinking) about expat issues, it is difficult to organize my thoughts in a coherent way.  Generally I try for about five minutes at the most before I give up and go back to scrolling through social media feeds.