Now, to be fair, there are numerous aspects of Melbourne that are nothing like New Orleans, and maybe – just maybe – I’ve been feeling a little homesick, but allow me to make a case for why I think Melbourne is New Orleans’ secret sister city.
On January 1, 2015 I made a life changing decision. I have never been one to set resolutions, but I knew this year would be different. I decided 2015 would start with a promise to myself and I declared the new year to be “the year that lived”. Wow – did I keep my promise! I am proud to say that not only did I explore several amazing cities in the United States this year, I also took a leap of faith by quitting my job, leaving my city, and moving to Australia to begin an adventure of a lifetime.
It was all planned out. I would sell my largest items and invest the profits. I would spend my last week working during the days and enjoying time with friends during the evenings. I would fly my mom in to New Orleans on Friday evening. I would have a mini-moving sale on Saturday morning and a farewell party Saturday evening. I would pack everything I owned into my Honda Accord and drive away with my mom accompanying me in the passenger seat. I would feel sad and excited, a blur of many emotions as I said goodbye. I knew the plan but I forgot how often our plans work out as expected. Continue reading