To Catch an Australian Sunset

I’ve finally CAUGHT an Australian sunset.                                                                                   “Finally”, because since my arrival here in the continent Down Under I’ve promised myself countless times to catch this magical moment, but have repeatedly missed it.                          Although I kept trying to forcibly fit an appointment with Mr Sun’s “setting-time” into my daily schedule, I wasn’t able to make it again and again. In fact, in the end it all happened quite by chance.

I was walking back to my accomodation with a friend after a trip to the supermarket.        While tackling the last green slope, we receive a text message from a common friend.   She’s on a bus “homebound” from the city with a heavy shoppingload, so we decide to wait for her at the bus stop.                                                                                                                             I glance at my watch; the digital numbers mischievously flash at me: 17:20.                             A flutter of wings makes me turn around. It was just a parr…OOT…’The sun is setting !!’ screams my brain, on a par with my eyes’ confirmation, as a little voice reminds me:         ‘The sun sets at 17:27 today!’. Yes!!! Mr Sun is slipping down under his dark blue salty blankets, on his mushy green seaweed mattress and sandy pillow.

Perched on a low wooden pole, my eyes glide over the panorama:                                            the sports fields opening up just in front of me, a thin line of pine trees stretching between them and the big jump over the city lights spreading into the distance.                                     At the very end: the glittering sea, the constantly changing patterns of the clouds and the sun, slowly descending. Simply beautiful.

17:23, almost half of the sun is already under the surface of the sea. 17:25, a mere quarter is still out of the water. 17:27, it’s gone. Its last gleam of light lingers for a moment in the air and then gradually disappears in the twilight.

My experience here in Australia could be compared to this wonderful sight.                             It all started with the sun low on the horizon on the 13th February, early morning.              My 1st day in Australia, “fresh” off the plane. A suitcase full of emotions, expectations and dreams. It has followed the sun up in the sky, getting brighter and brighter.                         The new environment, friends, food, culture, sights, experiences. A burst of energy, light and laughter.                                                                                                                                         Now, my Australian spell is coming to an end and, as the sun increases its speed in setting, it seems the days are racing foward too. The pages of my calendar get ripped off and pile up in the bin too fast for my liking. The final rush of the sunset is like these last 50 days, which though holding tightly onto the calendar spine, will fly nonetheless away.                One would like that magical sundown to last longer, one’s eyes resting in that pool of yellowish, reddish light. One would like this Australian experience to last longer.                    It won’t.

But..                                                                                                                                                         the sun does rise again. The friends I’ve made, especially the “core”, will always be there after the end of the day and who knows..we may have other amazing sunsets to enjoy all together in the future.

I intend to make the most of this last part of my stay and will definitely work hard to create the opportunity to enjoy other experiences as meaningful and splendid as this one.

Over and out 🙂

About Alessandro Sereni

I am a third year student at "Università Degli Studi Roma Tre" in Rome . I'm majoring in "Political Science for Cooperation and Development" . My main interests are : international politics ; geopolitical dynamics in East Asia ; languages ; Asian culture ( in particular Chinese one ) .
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