Last week I was in Sydney once more. I helped my sister move house, met up with friends, and did a lot of shooting, both for work and for pleasure.

Last month I was back in Sydney, but through a series of unfortunate—but actually, fortunate—events I found myself in this big city all on my own.

Three weeks ago Martin and I escaped to Sydney for 4 days. I haven't been back since 2010, and have only been a handful of times since I've lived in Australia—Martin has probably only been once, and he was born in this country.