One of my favorite things about Australia is the bread. Unlike bread here in the US, Australian bread is substantial and unsweet, making it the perfect vehicle for Vegemite. Every time I leave Australia, I miss those Vegemite sandwiches almost as much as I miss my family. That’s actually the case for a lot of seemingly mundane things that I leave behind there. Every day-to-day experience there has formed itself into this experience that, unfortunately, is all too impermanent.
Ten blocks down from my grandma’s apartment, there is a beach. Almost nobody goes there during the winter while we’re there, but I make a point to swim in the ocean at least once, regardless of how cold it is. Two American summers ago, a king tide took away all of the sand from the beach, leaving nothing but spiky rocks and rough waves. I didn’t get to swim in the ocean that time. What that made me realize is just how impermanent everything is. My childhood beach, something I took as a given was stripped of sand and fun. Last summer, the sand was back. The first thing I did after getting off the plane was sit in the shallow cove and let the waves wash over me and take all the jet lag away.
One of my favorite smells is this laundry detergent from Aldi’s in Australia. It’s really not all that different from what we have in the US, but that smell seems to be woven into all of my memories of my time there. I make a point to do one last load of laundry before I leave Australia every time so that I can at least keep some of the memories alive longer.