Melbourne
Saturday, May 31st, 2003I’m in Melbourne, Australia, as a “Visiting Research Fellow” at the School of Applied Communication of the Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology. I feel honored to have been preceded in this position by folks like Stuart Moulthrop, Mark Amerika, and Jill Walker. And it’s been nice not to have to jump back on the plane after DAC, but be able to stay, and get to know the city some, and channel some of the intellectual energy that a good conference can generate. (Speaking of the conference, my panel statement — which became a short paper in its presentation — is now available from a page with links to all the papers).
In Melbourne, traffic runs against my expectations, and when someone wants to turn right, across traffic, instead of waiting in the middle of the road they pull over to the left. When the other traffic has passed they drive all the way across the road. They call it a “hook turn.”
Half the interesting things in this city are down dark alleys. Doors open off alleys into courtyards with staircases, and you can start to hear the beat of music after you get a flight up, then the murmuring wall of people talking, then high tinks of glass or silverware, and then no longer hear the unsyncopated feet of those with you on the stair.