Broadwater at nightGold Coast, QLD – For months it was just a loose set of plans. An idea to resign from work, pack up and travel overseas with my backpack.
But now the time has come when planning and talking stops and action starts. It all happens surprisingly quickly too. Within a weekend I sold my bed, fridge, TV, desk and Playstation to friends, threw out or packed the rest into plastic tubs for storage, moved out of my pad in the ‘burbs and moved north temporarily into my girlfriend’s high rise apartment in Southport.
This is my first experience with living in an apartment block, despite having lived in the Gold Coast – the unofficial Australian capital of high rises – for so long.
Up here on the 13th floor I feel like I’m more connected with reality, yet also more removed. I wake with the sun and watch from the north facing balcony as the land and sea becomes bright and full of colour in the morning and turn yellow in the afternoon and finally blue-black in the evening.
But I’m also too high up to hear the wind through the trees. Rain falls past the horizontal space between balcony and ceiling, but never on or in. Up here we’re even too high for ants or mosquitoes to reach.
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