I am now a South Yarra resident. It’s a gorgeous suburb nestled between Albert Park and the Botanical Gardens. A few tram stops from St Kilda and a few foot steps from Melbourne CBD. Locals have told me it’s the Kensington of Melbourne, from what I saw on my stroll to the supermarket today I would have to agree with them. I felt like I was in a scene of Notting Hill Down Under (someone should make this film). I feel very lucky to be here.
Today, after a lovely chicken curry cooked by myself, Kayleigh and I went to the night market at the top of Elizabeth Street. We were very good and didn’t spend a single penny, but we enjoyed wandering around taking snaps nonetheless. The market was filled with people, food, trinkets, clothes and promise.
I apologise for the appalling quality of some of the pictures, I had two glasses of wine with my dinner.
On our way home we stumbled across these two fellows.
My mind still can’t place Christmas and warm weather in the same mental box, it just feels wrong.