Tourists are like dragonflies on an autumn afternoon. They hurry from attraction to attraction and monument to monument in search of beauty or history, hovering over gardens, harbours and mountains, footpaths and shopfronts. Sometimes they alight softly in a library, among books rising from wall to wall...
Tag: Melbourne
In Pursuit of Oz: Along the Great Ocean Road
Armed with a 7-Eleven umbrella, she soon discovered that the local winds regarded umbrellas as little more than suggestions. After a brief but unequal struggle, the contraption inverted itself with remarkable efficiency, possibly as a precaution against its owner being carried off like a reluctant paratrooper.
In Pursuit of Oz: The Spirits of Melbourne
I had watched Spider-Man swing between skyscrapers often enough. I had simply never expected to audition for the role myself.
In Pursuit of Oz: Temporary Melburnians
Crossing the road from Flinders Street, we stepped into Federation Square. It is arguably Melbourne’s principal public space and, quite possibly, a declaration of war against the straight line. If Flinders Street Station belongs to the age of clocks, domes, and punctual railway ambitions, Federation Square appears to have been designed by a committee of highly gifted triangles.
In Pursuit of Oz: The Hong Kong Surprise
The young woman attempted an explanation in English. Unfortunately, the circumstances required a language altogether different. The more she explained, the less I understood, and the less I understood, the more elaborate my objections became.
One Grain Amongst the Storm 