The Melbourne Leg of Mr. SO trip to Down Under is not any less exciting than that of the Sydney Leg. Sydney was wonderful because we masqueraded our existence under the idea of a vacation, but Melbourne had its own perks while being the cultural and fashion capital of Aussie Land.
The Melbourne Leg was thus marked by… multiple visits to museums and the likes. The State of Victoria was also very kind to host, not 1 but 2, Melbourne Winter Masterpieces (MWM) for our enjoyment. Generally for all the past years, Victoria has only had 1 MWM per year. But this year was special; they had 2 for reasons unknown to me. So we went to see the ruins of Pompeii and the surrealistic side of Dali.
Dali. was. and. is. great. There is no way else to say it. The beauty of everything was so arresting at the National Gallery of Victoria that I was taken aback. I swore that at the end of it, I was a tad bit overloaded due to the sheer size of the collection. Unfortunately despite its’ size, my favorite piece was not even displayed, much less mentioned.
Pompeii came to life at the Melbourne Museum. Everything was resurrected and I think we saw the oldest bread ever in the history of mankind. There was a loaf of bread that was left in the oven during the eruption. This loaf of bread, blackened from the extended oven incubation, was on display! Imagine that! We also saw jewelery that they used to wear. Thick gold chains and arm bracelets. And of course the infamous body casts of the victims’ last moments.
The Melbourne Museum also housed other exhibitions for bugs and human body and other uninteresting bits and pieces. But the best display would be a depiction of what life would be like if cockroaches were to take over the world. They would mainly lounge all day long in your cow-print leather armchairs and watch cable all day long. I imagine this is the stuff of yh's dreams.
We also spent a large part of our time catching movies, Transformers and Terminator. My first movies ever since coming to Melbourne this year. This is the extend to which I lack a life without Mr. SO.
Walking around also brought us to Degraves Lane, home to the lesser-known winding little arcade stalls of Melbourne. Mini-cupcakes galore. They are the cutest things you have ever seen. Sadly they exist for less than a few seconds for one cannot resist the temptation of popping the entire cute thing into your mouth for an explosion of mousse and chocolate cupcake base.
Part of my love of Melbourne can be seen in the little things you see around town. I love the art/vandalism on the city blocks. I think it lends a little personality to the oblong and lifelessness of the building. I love the posters that go up everywhere telling me of the latest left-wing play available. And I love floor art. This would get you fined in Singapore, so while we are here, we had better be thoroughly amused and entertained.
And last but not least. This is how desperation looks like. Enabled by the presence of a convenient slave, aka Mr. SO, who willingly fetched a 2 kg durian from 700 meters away. Such is adoration and devotion, I am blessed.
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