I suppose that it is atypical for one to have spent less than 24 hours total at their favorite travel destination, but this is true for me. Although I was only in Brisbane for such a short stay, the city exceeded my expectations. We arrived in the afternoon and would leave the next morning to start our spring break tour, so I had not anticipated gaining much from the city. Later that night while we were walking around, an overwhelming feeling that I was home swept over me. It reminded me of New York City in the late spring, only cleaner and slightly more relaxed; a crowd gathered around a street artist as he created impossibly striking pieces from spray paint, happy people conversed over drinks at an outdoor bar, and the music of Cat Stevens played through city speakers. In this moment, I couldn’t help but repeat to myself, “I love this city.”
We spent the few hours we had of sunlight at a man-made beach on the edge of the river; it reminded me of the lazy river part of a water park. After dinner we sat at the edge of the river and watched a magnificent light show that utilized the river as a sort of canvas. I was sad to leave Brisbane in the morning, for I could tell that it was the sort of city I could gain so much from. I wanted to squeeze all of the life out of the city and absorb everything I could, but my time limit did not permit for such a pleasure. Hopefully at some point in my life I will be able to return and gain all that I can from Brisbane.
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