Fitzgerald’s cityscape & urban decay
Over the past couple of years, I’ve gradually been falling out of love with London. City life, and London especially, offers a treasure-trove of experiences. Its rich history, culture and melting pot of global visitors makes it enriching for some – for most. But it possibly also has a time limit, an expiration date. When I first started travelling to places with significantly more living space (i.e. anywhere but England really), I was uncomfortable with how far apart everything and everyone seemed. The cosmopolitan, bustling Sydney – Darling Harbour, early-ish Saturday morning – was a comparable ghost town compared to … Continue reading Fitzgerald’s cityscape & urban decay