I left Melbourne several Christmases ago (true story, the tickets to Perth were purchased initially to be just a holiday visit), but somehow I’m still here. Think of me as so far west, I’m past Werribee.
It isn’t an especially remarkable tale. I moved to Melbourne following a girl. After a few years, we got married and had a couple of kids. Fast forward to the oldest being 5.
Dad came to Melbourne to visit us, it turned out he wasn’t really cooking for himself since mum had died and wasn’t in a great place in general. We had enrolled the kid in school, but he hadn’t put down roots yet. And then my contract at work finished up. It was a rare moment where we had nothing in particular holding us where we were.
Melbourne was wonderful when it was just the two of us, but it was tough to be there with kids and no family support. Every time we visited Perth, we had grandparents and a couple of aunties to help look after the kids. We already had flights booked for Christmas, so we just cancelled the return flights. I lined up my next job in Perth and we’ve been here since.
Dad is. He was stationed with the army in Queensland when he met mum. I was born up there; we moved to Perth when I was 12. When asked, I usually tell people I’m from Perth - it’s where I’ve lived the biggest percentage of my life. But no, I’m not originally from here.
I left Melbourne several Christmases ago (true story, the tickets to Perth were purchased initially to be just a holiday visit), but somehow I’m still here. Think of me as so far west, I’m past Werribee.
You’re just in a really outer western suburb… with a much better train system
Not going to lie, zooming in a train doing 100+ kph, while cars are doing 60 next to you is pretty fun. 😃
The best bit is the freeway at peak hour. Cars sitting in traffic watching a secession of trains flying past them doing 120 while they crawl to town.
We have a new train line opening next weekend. Will have to take the kids to Ellenbrook on the opening day.
Might be heading that way myself mid next year…
Wow! Can we get a Nath story time one of these days?
It isn’t an especially remarkable tale. I moved to Melbourne following a girl. After a few years, we got married and had a couple of kids. Fast forward to the oldest being 5.
Dad came to Melbourne to visit us, it turned out he wasn’t really cooking for himself since mum had died and wasn’t in a great place in general. We had enrolled the kid in school, but he hadn’t put down roots yet. And then my contract at work finished up. It was a rare moment where we had nothing in particular holding us where we were.
Melbourne was wonderful when it was just the two of us, but it was tough to be there with kids and no family support. Every time we visited Perth, we had grandparents and a couple of aunties to help look after the kids. We already had flights booked for Christmas, so we just cancelled the return flights. I lined up my next job in Perth and we’ve been here since.
Interesting, are you originally a perthie?
Dad is. He was stationed with the army in Queensland when he met mum. I was born up there; we moved to Perth when I was 12. When asked, I usually tell people I’m from Perth - it’s where I’ve lived the biggest percentage of my life. But no, I’m not originally from here.
Makes sense, thanks for sharing!