08 NOV 2005. TUESDAY. 09:30PM.
So the search has begun. I got the call tonight which signals the start to my journey of fulfilling my carrie bradshaw apartment dream. Yup, i'm getting kicked out of my cheap rental home! It was expected with the housemate gone and all. Hopefully in about 4 weeks' time, i'll be living the inner city lifestyle ... walking to shops, drinking coffee/beer at my local, perhaps scoring a sizeable walk-in wardrobe if i'm that lucky. A girl can dream. We'll see what happens, i'm sure there are real estate gems scattered around the city, i just gotta find it before everyone else dammit! Sunday goodness was filled with sitting in my favourite kings street cafe, drinking coffee and eating a gigantic melting moment with 2 friends, basking in the sun and exchanging delightful travel stories. With all that talk about going places, i made me nostalgic for new york city, and rushed home to relive my journey online. Nothing feels better than to remember all the good bits and to read similar experiences from other travelers who have just returned from the big city. Ahhh new york, i don't think i will be able to afford those jeans again for awhile, so thank god i bought them when i could. PS: have i also mentioned i have moved a total for FOUR times since i moved to perth?
