In the first few weeks everything was going great, but... I didn't know anyone, except my relatives, which where all too old or too young to actually hang out with.
I really didn't want to meet any Italians, I wasn't there, 15'000km away, to end up talking my language the all day, but how could I manage to meet people? I didn't have a job yet (no colleagues) and I wasn't attending any type of classes where I could have meet someone; It was going to be hard, I knew it.
The first weekend arrived, it was Saturday and after lunch I decided it was time to go to discover Fremantle, a very pretty and calm suburb on the ocean in South Perth, owning the port of the city.
I knew I've already been there when I was 7 years old, but I don't have memories.
About 30 min by train from Perth city center and there I was!
A colorful and vibrant town, with kind of a hippie/alternative culture.
Lot's of pubs, small restaurants and pretty cafes, where people like to hang out and enjoy the sun at any times of the day.
I could feel the fresh air coming from the sea, and I decided that it would have been my first stop.
The main beach, Bathers Beach, was only 300m from the main streets of Fremantle, and I was so surprise that in a warm and sunny Saturday afternoon, no one was there. Literally NO ONE!
I took off my shoes and put them under a bench on a side of the beach, then I went straight to the water...
...well, it doesn't matter how hot a day in Australia can be, the Indian Ocean will always feel freezing cold!
I remember taking some photos of the beach since I was still enjoying the freshness of the water, and when I decided it was time to go, I turned down the way where I left my shoes and there I sow two guys standing on the bench.
I went straight to them (or better say, to my shoes), and once they realized that the place where they were sitting on was actually already taken, they apologized and got up.
"No no! Please stay, I'm just taking my shoes." I said.
They then sit down again and one of them asked me:
"Where are you from? I can ear an accent."
"Ah cool! And what are you doing here? But first, would you like a beer?" he said, reaching a cool bag full of Corona beers. I hesitated few second before accepting.
They were Bill from Australia, and Luke from England.
Very friendly guys that I chatted with for about one hour, until the sky was getting dark and I tough it was time to go home since it would have take a while to get back.
"Okay well, do you have plans this evening? Why don't you join us? We go to Little Creatures to have a beer, and then in a club here in town, join us!" said Luke.
"Mmmh, are you sure it is not a problem if I join?"
"Of course not, or I wouldn't ask! There will be some other people coming later, we come to pick you up at the central station, take my number and tell me when you are there."
"It sound great! Then I'll see you later! Thanks!"
At 9 I was there again, Fremantle central station. Bill came to pick me up and we walked all the way down to the main street, across the Esplanade Park, and there it was the Little Creature, the most famous pub of Fremantle, with great beer, and a nice view of the harbour.
It was a great evening, lot's of laugh and lot's of people coming from everywhere, together to have some drinks and enjoy the end of the warm Australian weather.
That night I went to bed with a smile, feeling a bit less lonely on that new, far away, country.
To be continued...!
English is not my native language, and I have never studied it properly, I'm mostly a self taught.
I apologize in advance for any possible grammatical mistakes.
I'm still doing my best to improve! :)