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Zadar, Croatia

This morning we woke up in Split. The morning was hectic with the packing and checking out. We had brunch with Z and family at café Bajamonti at Trg Republike (Republic Square). As with most of Split, it’s a place where people can relax, children can run off and play, and that’s what they did. Z’s son played soccer with some friends from school that he ran into by chance. Once again, the scale of the city lends itself really well to that kind of chance meeting.We walked back through Split for one last time and then drove for 2 hours [...]

By |2019-08-22T08:50:35+10:00September 21st, 2014|Croatia, Landscape, Travel|Comments Off on Zadar, Croatia

Dubrovnik, Croatia

Typical streets of Dubrovnik and Ploce.    We stayed in an apartment with an absolutely stunning view of the Old Town and the Adriatic, on the street pictured above, the one with the pink Bougainvillea. It was approximately 200m from the Old Town Dubrovnik, which on foot translates to 400 steps. 400 steps up, and 400 steps down. I went for a run one evening and got a fantastic workout. I think of the four of us I was the only one who appreciated the terrain.I have a few more photos of the [...]

By |2021-11-22T12:22:24+11:00September 16th, 2014|Croatia, Landscape, Travel|Comments Off on Dubrovnik, Croatia

Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina

A remarkable place and people. Revisiting Sarajevo as an adult has had a profound impact on my views on urban design, pedestrian comfort, and everything related. My childhood memories of Bosnia are carefree, ignorant of risk, on foot, and the actual physical scale of places in my memories is completely off when compared to the reality I am experiencing as a bigger, taller person. And I don't really think that one is more right than the other. But understanding this difference is allowing me to begin to understand how children might perceive spaces. I want to write more on this, but will leave [...]

By |2021-11-22T12:22:35+11:00September 13th, 2014|Bosnia, Landscape, Travel|Comments Off on Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina

Plitvice National Park, Croatia

Plitvice National Park in Croatia is a UNESCO World Heritage Site famous for its pristine landscape of cascading lakes. This was my third visit to Plitvice. Croatia and Bosnia had just been through a few days of continuous heavy rainfall, but the day we arrived, in the late afternoon, it began to clear up. The following day was a beautiful sunny 25C day. We set off bright and early and were at the gates by around 7am. We had no idea when we started that the paths would be flooded, so we made our way down the mountain side and towards the paths [...]

By |2021-11-22T12:22:40+11:00September 9th, 2014|Croatia, Landscape, Travel|Comments Off on Plitvice National Park, Croatia

Super exciting news

1. Last night I was awarded Dean's Honours for outstanding academic achievement in the final year of the Bachelor of Landscape Architecture. 2. My design was published in a book with the best of student designs in 2006. 3. I have a new job!!! My 130km daily commute is finally over. I got a new job, and it's as good as it gets. I will be working in an area where only 3% of Council's 2500 square kilometres is urban land, and the majority of the rest is national parks or protected. Very beautiful. And because sometimes good things come in more than threes: [...]

By |2021-11-22T15:07:39+11:00May 19th, 2007|Landscape|Comments Off on Super exciting news

Little River

I'm working on a project in Little River. We were driving to site one afternoon when I noticed these dead foxes by the side of the road. We drove past a couple of sets of them before we stopped for me to take a better look, and photos. Apparently they're not that uncommon. Farmers catch them and hang them. They do it to dogs, too, who can be much worse than foxes, apparently.

By |2021-11-22T12:23:06+11:00November 8th, 2006|Environmental issues, Landscape, Pests|Comments Off on Little River

And it’s on paper

I went in wearing my green cords and a relaxed purple shirt with a dark blue heart in a light blue box. 5 year old faded brown birkenstocks on my feet. One broken sole. Greeted by a man in a suit, man who is very soon to be my boss. In all of 3.5 days. I hardly said a word. Nodded a few times. Feeling so surreal. A bit shocked still. They have rejected over a fifty other applicants, and it was a process of three interviews. He said to bring the forms back either tomorrow or on Monday, and "See you 8:30 Monday". One [...]

By |2021-11-22T16:30:06+11:00July 19th, 2001|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Little things

Two Australian expats died in Amsterdam in the last four months. Both of them moved here around the same time I did. One was my boss for a while. One of them a friend. Thoughts about them often creep in and start playing with my mind, messing me up. An odd thing happened when Adam died. The morning of his heart attack I was shopping for food at our local fruit and veg shop. I was buying potatoes, and I came across a heart shaped potato. But I don't want to write any more about that. It is still too raw, and private, and sensitive. [...]

By |2021-11-22T16:11:32+11:00January 15th, 2001|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Off he goes

During the last couple of months he lived alone. He had some friends at work and online but he lived on his own. We heard that he broke up with his girlfriend a while ago and started working late every day. I guess an expat would do that sometimes, just to pass the time, to forget other little life's problems. I don't know if that was the case with him. We weren't that close, and I haven't seen much of him in the last few months, although... We were friends and he was a brute. His facade was a big mean bully most times but [...]

By |2021-11-22T15:49:00+11:00January 14th, 2001|Uncategorized|0 Comments

and so it goes

"So many people ask me so what do you do. You know, at the parties people do it to start a conversation, get to know a bit about you. No-one understands me when I just say I live here. It's always like, yes, and?, and I don't have much more to tell them." - she said. She was a refugee like me once, about twenty years before I went through it all. It took her about ten years to feel at peace with where she was. It took her another ten years to feel happy just to be alive. "It is sad that people take [...]

By |2021-11-22T15:45:21+11:00January 1st, 2001|Uncategorized|0 Comments


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