OMGOSH how's Australia?

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I think you got it, today was all about galleries and I made a few discoveries that I would like to share with you - just in case you would be interested or curious enough to go and find out a little more about it in a library (sadly, there is not much about these artists on the internet):

* Mabel Juli and her brother Rusty Peters for the contemporary indigenous painters I liked the most.

* Arthur Boyd and his "Lions head in a cave and Rainbow" (NSW Art Gallery)

I have to learn more about indigenous/aboriginal culture. Really.

Today I went to a Chinese Modern Art Gallery. And I was amazingly well surprised.

They are scattered in Sydney's streets, I got the "you have beautiful hair".

I love the concept.

Yesterday, I saw two possums and one of them came to my feet.

Uuuuuuuh, so cuuuuute!

My life is just incredibly amazing. I have to admit that I am scared of the moment when my Karma will reverse: I cannot be that happy forever.

Tonight, I had RICE BEER (Alix, you have to try this one!) and assisted to a Secret War in the coolest city ever.

Ok, so here we are. Here and now I am supposed to tell you how much I love my new life and how I will never go back to Europe.  I will not. The truth is that I like Sydney, yes. But I do not know the city yet, I do not really know many sydneysiders and I really really miss my friends from Madrid and elsewhere.

Sydney is an amazingly big city. I do not mean it is massive, I mean it is a very flat ciy and it extends out very far.  Hence you have the CDB  with something like 203 000 people living there. Then, the suburbs. And oh my. You now can forget about European buildings and narrow streets. Here, this is the country of houses and backyards spreading everywhere. For what I have seen so far, a suburb taken alone basically looks more like a small village with its main road and homes surrounding it rather than Madrid or Paris’ neighbourhoods. Even more, my housemate twisted the knife telling me that Sydney reminded her of London: I hate London.

The city, however, has a certain charm when considered in its whole. One could first think about its vegetation – the type you have never seen in Europe, its weather (this is Australian winter now. I ended up wearing a tee-shirt today) or this feeling of quietness you can have whilst wandering in the neighbourhoods, smelling roses or other flower buds mixed with the view of colourful dead leaves fallen onto the pavement and while listening to the parrots whistling from the trees.

And the Sydneysiders! Seriously. I was heading to Newtown (Sydney’s equivalent for London’s Camden – I LOVE this place) through the University of Sydney when I heard a: “You’re still having exams?” uttered from behind me and obviously addressing me. “No” I said, and mentioned my internship. Then the girl introduced herself, shew me how she had no idea of what Drama is or of whom Spanish people are and ran to catch her bus.

A few hours later, I was lost and I asked a man if he knew where a street was. “Uuuuuuh, it’s quite a long way from here! Come on in, my son lives close to this place, I’ll give you a lift”.

Now I understand my Canadian couchsurfer when she told me that she found Spanish people quite rude and narrow-minded. I used to compare French old people, gripping their bags when they saw students to Spanish old people, telling you about their backache or how they love Madrid. Aussies are just way friendlier.

So, thanks to this man, I managed to get there: http://www.carriageworks.com.au which basically is a mix of “La Casa Encendida” and “Le Maillon” but in a bigger version. It felt so good to look at 60s festival pictures while listening to Jónsi.

My internship is starting in two weeks and I cannot wait for it. I want to meet people (even though my flatmates are two amazing girls!) and I want to truly feel at home.  I do not miss Madrid that much for I know I can go back to Europe in three months but I am scared I would get used to the city and appreciate it way too late.