The most moving activity, I can regularly entertain, is walking through the streets of Newtown. I find something very secretive about that environ, I feel really comfortable in it. Of all the places in Sydney, it feels most like a warm blanket, even above the homes I've lived in and the places I've visited. The overhanging trees, the old buildings, maybe it reminds me of my early years in Melbourne. The streets are certainly labyrinthine enough to be Victorian.

Of course the other non-trivial factor is the revealing and intimate discussions and activities that have occured in the vicinity. I have managed to find a depth of understanding and empathy while ambling down those streets. Will I experience that elsewhere? Hmmm.