Darwin, we need to talk......

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.