27 October, 2009
24 October, 2009
The best city in the world........for tourists.
An American magazine picked Sydney as the best city for tour. I know! It's not Paris, not Barcelona, not New York, definitely not Seoul. It's Sydney.What does it mean to me? It means it feels cool when I'm sitting in a cafe in the perfect sunny early afternoon, sipping a cup of 'real' cappuccino while I'm flipping through the latest Vogue. Or I feel like I'm a hotshot when I'm walking down the trendy street of Sydney wearing my new dress with the man I love beside me. How Sex and the City Carrie is that! The unrealistic TV show ever but hard to resist.
But It also means that I don't feel so cool when I'm not doing such things, which most days, worrying about how expensive everything is, how unstable and uncertain my status here is. What this city gave me as 'not' a tourist was limited work hours and all kinds of conditions on my passport.
I'm here because I love my husband.
18 October, 2009
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