Because ordinary days there feel like the life I want to build.
Western Australia never felt like a place I only wanted to visit.
City Beach and Mullaloo Beach became more than beautiful locations. They became places I kept thinking about long after I had returned to Germany.
I love the open roads, the ocean air, the calm mornings and the way the light changes everything.
Some places are easy to describe. Others are easier to feel.
City Beach and Mullaloo Beach are part of why I kept coming back. Not only for the view. For the space, the air, the light and the feeling that life could be simpler there.
City Beach / Mullaloo Beach
The open road
I love getting into the car and just driving. Coastal roads. Long stretches. No rush. No constant noise.
Sometimes the destination matters less than the feeling of moving through a place that gives you room to breathe.
It was never only the big views. It was the small routines.
Stopping by my favourite barber at Zig Zag near Hillarys became one of those small memories that feel strangely familiar.
Buying fresh fruit and vegetables at Spudshed in Innaloo says more about real life than any brochure ever could.
Walking through markets, eating, watching people and taking in the atmosphere felt like a life I could imagine for myself.
Sundays in Fremantle stayed with me.
Wandering without hurry. Eating fresh fish. Walking through old streets. Watching the life around me.
That is the kind of ordinary day I keep thinking about.
Fremantle
Perth
Perth has something I like very much: it feels like a real city without taking away the sense of space.
The ocean is close. Nature is close. Life feels more open there.
I am not moving because I dislike Germany.
I am moving because every time I returned from Western Australia, it felt like I had left something important behind.
That feeling never disappeared.
If someone in Western Australia sees a possible fit and is willing to talk, I would love to start a conversation.
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