It’s early in the morning in Sydney. Spring has just begun; the air is chilled and slightly humid. I’m walking towards St Leonards railway station on my way to our client’s office. I hear new strange sounds, chirping birds. It otherwise feels very familiar and right, as if it was meant to be. Like a puzzle slowly falling into place. I can’t just yet see the big picture but I know it’s right and I know I’m moving in the right direction.
Some streets remind me of California with the mix of palm trees and flower bushes while the train stations remind me of the UK. The brick walls and layout radiate a distinct English feel. I’m here at the other end of the world, yet it all seams so similar, the new reality of an international era. It seems we’re losing a sense of uniqueness, losing a piece of heritage, a soon to be uniform “global culture”, the sad reality of globalization.
As I walk towards our client’s office campus, I once more hear a loud and strange noise. I look up and see a large white parrot perched at the top of one of the buildings. A beautiful sight, not something you would see everywhere. The architecture is modern yet well blended with the environment.
It’s now lunch time and head out for one of the campus restaurants. I pick up sautéed basil chicken with rice and we head for one of the gardens. There’s a live musician just across from our table. I’m told this is how it is every Wednesday. Live music, good restaurants, nice gardens, and an architecture that you would only expect to see from a modern museum. Yet, this is a corporate campus, where thousands of employees come to work everyday.
