I initially came to Brisbane four years ago with my sister as our first stop on a year long stint in Australia. On my first morning, I awoke early, laced up my running shoes and snuck out of the hostel room with the intent to acquiant myself with this new city. I ran through the Botanical gardens, across the Friendship Bridge and found myself for the first time in the Southbank Parklands. I was overwhelmed with the energy that eminated from this remarkable spot. Flocks of people rollerbladiing, biking, pushing strollers or running like myself. I ran past relaxed groups sipping lattes in the early morning sunshine. At the man-made beach children splashed and played in the water. I was immediately in love with the city’s vibrance. Weeks later I would meet a man here who would also capture my heart and draw me to ultimately return to this city.
One year ago I did return, this time as a student. The responsibilities of academic life have distracted me from exploring the city with the exuberance that I once possessed. With my final semester approaching and my time in Australia waning I hope to dedicate a portion of my free time rekindling my inquisitiveness for what other secrets this city hides.
