Samantha's Diary 19 June 2021

Character Diary: Samantha’s First Night in Perth

Date: 19 June 2021

I’ve arrived in Perth, and while the city is as vibrant and full of life as I’d imagined, earning its title as the 'City of Lights,' it’s not without its share of surprises. The streets are alive with energy—cafes bustling with laughter, pubs spilling over with cheerful patrons, and the distant hum of the nightlife. It’s the kind of place that makes you feel alive, even if you’re trying to keep a low profile.

Still, there’s something about stepping into a new place that leaves me unsure and apprehensive. Perhaps it’s the unease of being noticed while trying to stay anonymous, or the challenge of blending in while keeping my true self hidden. It’s a strange mix of excitement and discomfort that lingers in my chest—watchful eyes of passersby or whispers as they recognise me—or think they do. Earlier, while in disguise, I jokingly referred to myself as “that Pommy Sheila” to deflect attention. The waitress seemed upset by the remark, unaware it was part of my act. It’s amusing, really, teasing my own identity while staying hidden in plain sight.

Despite the chaos, it was refreshing to get out of my usual routine of tight schedules, constant scrutiny, and structured events. This felt more spontaneous, more alive—something I hadn’t realised I needed. Sam, Paul, and Allison have been endlessly patient with my quirks (and my hat etiquette blunder at the pub—oops! They didn’t want me to take off my hat because it kept my hair tied up and hidden. Who knew a simple Akubra could be such a useful disguise). The local beer was a revelation, though. It’s strange how something so simple can make you feel connected to a place. And let’s not forget the way the city lights shimmered down to the Bell Tower and Elizabeth Quays, casting breathtaking reflections across the Swan River tonight—breathtaking doesn’t even cover it.

After the lively bustle of the pub, I couldn’t help but smile when I met the Major. I had worried the meeting with event security might have caused some trouble, but his stern expression quickly gave way to kindness, easing my nerves. To my surprise, he even asked for an autograph, which left me both flattered and amused.

Tomorrow’s concert looms ahead. It’s my final show on this tour, and though the stage has been my sanctuary for years, I can’t help but feel the pull toward something different. It left me thinking I might actually like Perth more than I expected. I want my next steps to be purposeful, not bound by expectations or duty. Maybe this is the perfect city to begin figuring out what that might look like. There’s a charm here, from the energy of its streets to the serene beauty of the Swan River at night. It’s a place that feels alive but grounded—an inspiring balance I didn’t know I needed.

For now, though, I’ll take a deep breath, hold on to the warmth of tonight’s laughter, and prepare to pour everything into that stage tomorrow.

Until next time,
Sammy Jo Birmingham

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