Entering the airport from the arrivals gates, there were my uncles waiting for me like two bodyguards.
For four days then, they escorted me around the Melbourne’s places that welcomed them sixty years ago when they migrated.
Piazza Italia, North Carlton, Victoria Market are just dome of these places, and everywhere they took me they new people, it seemed to me to be back in an Italy 30 years in the past. Everyday I’ve been drinking about four to six expressos of the best kind, strong and creamy.
Although Christmas and all the celebrations where already over, every single day of my stay in Melbourne I did enjoy reach breakfasts, long lunches and banquets for dinner, up to fifteen different dishes for a single meal in some cases.
The main job of my aunties has been to feed me al the time, not for a single minute I missed Italy in those days!!
They did also ‘allowed’ me some free time and some rest by time to time, and in such moments I did have he chance to meet again with Candy my friend met previously in Fraser Island. It’s amazing how quick you create connections when you are traveling, you usually don’t have such openness when live your everyday life.
Twelve hours of bus drive are keeping me away from alpha and omega of this great adventure
With the bitter taste of sadness on my mouth and my heart richer and more stories about my grandpa and my family, the time has come to head again to Sydney…
According to my auntie I couldn’t leave without the last food gift…
Three enormous sandwiches in the best Italian style and no less than four bananas.
“Visit to family in Melbourne”
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