Darwin, can we talk for a minute? When we first met it was definitely
a case of love at first sight. Your tropical
sumptuous gardens, soft breezes and unconcerned attitude swept me into your
hands without resistance. The lingering aromas
of frangipani and hibiscus lured me further into your grasp with the enchanting
smells of the tropics. The wide open
spaces of a city unsurpassed by any other, ancient fig trees sheltering the
casual walkers below with a protective staunch like that of a caring
parent. But that was 10 years ago; we
were both different back then and I now realise how we have grown apart. The gentle tropical swagger has been replaced
with a strict march of progress, the easy going atmosphere being replaced by
the slick and clinical high rise apartment s and multi-storey car parks. The tropical gardens are reduced, covered in
concrete and the sweet fragrances of flowers replaced by stale beer of
backpacker night clubs and burgeoning traffic fume’s. And that’s OK. I’m happy that you have found a direction to
move forward with and grow into a city like every another city before you has
done. You are the queen of the fastest
growing economy within Australia. But in the process, it has cut the tie that
bound me to you over all these years of separation. We have grown apart and I wish you well. I will always remember what we had and
cherish the fond memories of our times together. Take care Darwin and I will see you again in
the future.
