I live in a bit of a suburban wasteland. Actually, thatâ€™s a pretty unkind description, but itâ€™s reasonably accurate. I live on a culesac, at the end of street full of 3 bedroom, brick veneer houses. The one at the top of the street has a pool, and the house 3 doors up has just extended up by building a second floor. The family across the road has two kids and a dog, and Fred next door (who, judging by his accent, is originally from Eastern Europe somewhere) is always outside watering his lawn when I leave for work at around 8 in the AM. Itâ€™s nice. Thereâ€™s also something a little disconcerting about it. Part of the girlescapedfromWagga inside of me wants to hate it.
And I donâ€™t. Hate it that is. Thereâ€™s just a slight disconnect in me when it comes to the suburban living situation. I had exactly the same feeling when I was in Canberra this weekend. I swear to god, that place is like one big suburban back yard. Only without the pushed over bikes, sun-faded basketballs and worn out lawn from the slip n slide. Itâ€™s far too tidy for any of that. I canâ€™t quite decide if itâ€™s clean or sterile. The first couple of times I visited the city I went with sterile, but I saw more of the city this time. Iâ€™m not completely convinced, but right now Iâ€™m going with clean.
And where are the people? Like, the milling-about type people? Maybe they were in the Canberra Centre or around abouts that area. They certainly werenâ€™t where we were. Which was mainly the gallery and driving along Northbourne and around Civic and ANU and what have you. Although, there were a lot of people around in Dickson when we went there for dinner, so Iâ€™m probably not being fair. And the queue in front of me when I went to check out of the hotel was at least 4 people deep. But really, everywhere we went was just this vast expanse of either park or bush. It felt a bit odd.
And you have to drive everywhere. Just like here. I mean, we saw bus stops. But I think we saw one bus in total. But the place is so spread out. You couldnâ€™t really just go â€˜oh I might go for a stroll down to the shopsâ€™. At least, not in the suburbs I was in.
And this is not hate mail to the city by the way. We had a really awesome weekend.
My experiences in the Big City here in Syders on the weekends is skewing my opinion of alla this somewhat. Itâ€™s not necessarily better. Itâ€™s just different. And I really feel like thereâ€™s something to be said for stepping out onto the street onto an actual footpath, and walking maybe 3 blocks max to either a convenience store, a decent cafÃ©, or a supermarket of some kind.
I also had a big rant planned here about community and how weâ€™re losing it with our TVs and high fences and lack of corner stores and what have you, but I got a bit lost speaking to friends on MSN and emailing beautiful boys (well, boy) about beautiful music. And now itâ€™s nearly midnight.
So Iâ€™m going to bed.