My two children convinced me to take them to the public pool the other day. Given that it was a random 38-degree day in Melbourne, I obliged, knowing that tomorrow would be 12-degrees and storming, just like it had been the day before. Because, Melbourne. I could have easily brought a book and sat in

I recently moved back to Melbourne from San Diego (where I spent the last 15 years) before deciding that the coffee was simply better here (that’s the short version of the story). I love the northern suburbs of Melbourne…the wide streets, terrace housing, street art, community gardens, and that general grungy appeal that it exudes.