lioness in japan

I got lost in Epping today when I went out jogging. I left the house at 7.10pm and only got back at 8.40pm. That doesn’t seem like a long time but the unfamiliar roads and the darkening sky heavy with rain-bloated clouds made me feel a mite scared. The houses looked fairly the same and the roads were deep valleys and massive hills. I even passed by a small forest and a huge field nestled between neighbourhoods. I’m done running for the next couple of days.

I love the peace and quiet in Epping but the long distance from shops and other people or general bustle makes me uneasy after a while. I feel like I’m in a Tim Burton movie waiting for something weird-ass to happen.

The wide lanes and the sprawling houses are picture perfect but they are not part of my world. Will I ever be a suburbanite? I might in old age but I can’t see how retirees can live conveniently unless you are able to drive. Basically, it’s still inconvenient with a car no matter what age you are!

It’s a 40-minute drive to central Sydney and it affects the way you live. As a city slicker, it’s not something I’m used to but I can see how families need the cheap property and space for children and pets to thrive.

The kangaroo and I are playing house as a suburbanite couple and we are not doing it very well. We get up late and his brother’s dogs look at us expectantly for walks, cuddles, and food.

Not the best dog-sitters around, we fed them a couple times at midnight and sometimes close to noon. These dogs are used to a 7am-7pm routine, which probably confuses them. And they don’t get walked every day.

We are horrible and selfish people. I will stop whining to the kangaroo about getting a dog in Japan.

Let’s look at the town houses in central Sydney

They tend to have very short front yards, but when you go in, the houses can reach deep in and are very spacious. The houses also look quite different from each other and have a lot of character, which makes the residential areas look charming. I feel like an elf disappearing into a secret lair every time I step into such houses.

As you can see, I’m not doing the tourist thing by now. I don’t think I’ve seen all of Australia’s famous landmarks but this suburbia thing is quite an experience.

Anyway, we’re moving back to the city tomorrow to bunk over at the kangaroo’s friend’s house in Dulwich. Wherever that is. I’m quite enjoying the nomadic life — just living moment to moment till I get back to my Tokyo routine.

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