I stayed and stayed. Carlton Gardens drew me daily: lawns, fountains, the Museum, scroll-shaped flower beds, and the site of Australia’s first parliament in 1901, the future King George V presiding.
I walked south: to and through the CBD, its skyscraper canyons beginning 150 yards south of the apartment, and further still, across the river to Symphony Hall, the National Gallery of Victoria (only 1.4 miles away), and twice, all the way to St Kilda beach.
Walking north, east and west, low-rise gracious neighborhoods of shops, restaurants and terraced houses brought Melbourne’s 1880s past into present day. Always a tram or city bus was nearby to bring me home to the brisk shower and very comfy bed. Soon the view of Carlton Gardens from my window would coax me outdoors again.
Thank you Karen for all this and more!