This weekend saw Summer really hit the city for the first time; it was hot, sunny weather. Trams were full of boys in shorts and no shirts, and the whole city seemed to shed a layer of clothing and get better-looking. I headed to St Kilda beach – 30 minutes from the city centre – to find it packed. Glamorous young Indian girls sat in the tram there blasting bhangra music from their cellphones, and on the beach itself Middle Eastern and Mediterranean muscle boys played soccer and wrestled (hello!) .
The bars and cafes at the Sea Baths – fronting onto the beach – were packed. It made me realize that although other Australian often pay out Melbourne for having terrible beaches, they are really not bad by world standards. St. Kilda can’t compare with the best of Sydney or Perth or even Adelaide (let alone, say, Ipanema) – but it can still be fun.
I thought this cafe, with its Halloween decorations, looked oddly incongruous in the blinding sunlight though!





































