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Home is where the heart is.
Home is where the heart is.
Luna Park just for fun.Melbourne's answer to Disneyland.Lol.
Wow that was a doozie of a title.
Now I have started it I suppose I need to go on with the subject.
I was born and bred in Melbourne Australia and have over the years lived in most states of the country and in two other vastly different countries, Bougainville and New Zealand.
And I love both of those other countries as they have wonderfull memories for me but I still think of Aus as my home.
The old saying you can take the boy out of the country but you can't take the country out of the boy even if he is 64 years old is so damn true.
In no way do I not feel at home here in New Zealand because I do, the Kiwi's are really loving and friendly people and I love the town I live in.
But I guess when we are born and raised somewhere we become part of our surroundings, of our parents and family and this stays with us throughout the years.
I was just musing on a letter that I received recently from a friend from NZ visiting Melbourne the city of my birth whothat they would like to show me around the places they had discovered over there.
I thought to myself "hello I was born there, and you want to show me around!"
But now that I think about it, She would have seen a completely different city to the one I know, a more open observation and she is right she could show me lots of places that for her were amazing and because we share a frienship she wanted to share these experiences with me.
I guess I was being arrogant and I am glad I thought about it before I replied because she is right she has offered me a new experience to share her discoveries and see the place of my birth through her eyes.
The city I remember has changed, with gambling now a legal pasttime and more and more subdivisions going up around the outskirts, even the trams have changed to the extent they no longer look like a larger version of Dr Who's Tardis but more like the sleek high speed trains of Europe.
Now I am not sure if I can justify the title to this blog as when I think about it my heart is here with my daughter who is born and bred a Kiwi and through this rambling walk through the labyrinth of my mind I now realise I am as much a part of this great country as I am of Australia and of that I am proud.
OK sorry about that but I sure do feel better for saying it.
7/2/2006 9:59 pm
Don't worry daughter any thing you wish to know about Aus or NZ just ask.And remember behave!|
7/2/2006 9:56 am
Lovely post, Dad. |
I really have always dreamed of
seeing Australia and New Zealand.
You know it really is wonderful the things you can
discover about your home when experiencing it with
someone who's never been there.