Without a doubt, Lygon St is my favourite street in all of Melbourne. Dare I say, perhaps even in Australia? Italian restaurants line the street up and down, filled with every kind of Italian food imaginable. Oh, and a tiny little Grill’d stuck in the middle, in case you came to Lygon Street in searchContinue reading “Melbourne Part III: Promenades and Serenades on Lygon St”
In Melbourne, there is a mysterious place called Yarraville. I got lost in Yarraville. Really, I’m amazed I made it back to civilisation!
In case you didn’t work out from the title, I spent last weekend in Melbourne. Now I’ve spent twenty years traipsing to and from Melbourne, largely via car (which from Sydney is a very, VERY long, boring drive). But this was only the second time that I’ve visited Melbourne sans-parents. Last time I was eight.