Why I love Brisbane (a.k.a.
Brisvegas, Brissy, and ‘the sleepy little town’):
1. The Brisbane River.
It runs smack-dab through the middle of the city,
separating northern and southern Brisbane. Search Google Maps for “Brisbane,
Australia” and you’ll see the vast expanse of the Brisbane
Growing up, I couldn’t avoid hearing the many rumors surrounding the
murkiness of the river. The most fascinating I’ve heard is that it is
shark-infested – which it obviously isn’t, but that didn’t stop my mother from
banning me from going tubing in it due to the ‘possible sharks.’
One time, on a whim and out of
sheer boredom, my sister and I took a CityCat (which is basically a big ferry)
from one end of the river to the other, just to see how long it would take.
It took about two hours. Nothing
beats the wind hitting your face at 48 kilometers an hour two hours.
2. The laid-back lifestyle.
The phrase ‘lazy days’ describes Brisbane at
its best. If we had a defining cultural pastime, it would be spending a lazy day
at the beach and digging into a barbeque with some mates. Little compares to
sunshine, blue skies and smiles all round.
As a town that welcomes migrants, Brisbane offers
a wide-variety of food choices. Your taste buds can never grow bored living
4. Big events.
Nothing “big” happens in Brisbane, so
the hype is amazing when a sporting event is going on, for example.
Roads are congested, every street
within a kilometer radius of the venue is filled with people and parking is
impossible. Twitter and Facebook erupt with complaints of noise, traffic jams
and parking tickets.
5. Personal hideouts.
As a kid I would follow my mother to the Sunday markets where she owned a store.
I became friends with another storeowner’s kid, and together we found a secret
hideout. As every kid has probably done, we pretended to be secret agents saving
When I visit this location 10
years later, an influx of memories flood back into my mind. Personal discoveries
like this make Brisbane the
golden home I know it to be.
Brisbane doesn’t have the leaning
tower of Pisa or the Eiffel Tower, but there’s no other city for me.
I can’t pinpoint when Brisbane captured my heart and took me captive, but now
I’m stuck. I will never be able to leave the summer sun, blue skies and
laid-back atmosphere without experiencing agonizing grief.
Parklands,' Brisbane's artificial beach, with the Brisbane River in the