This adventure begins in a window seat. Having just crossed the International Date Line in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, I have officially crossed into the world of all things opposite! Criminals run the country, kangaroos hop across your fence instead of that old news squirrel, and toilets flush backwards!! (actually, that’s to be determined. I’ll let you know if the rumors are true.) So far I have met about twenty people going to Australia, but none are in my program. The Austrilearn program (not mine) gave out green baggage tags to everyone so they could find each other in the airport. But my program believes in the element of surprise, apparently, so no fellow SITers yet!
So far every real-life Australian has already been smothered by my obsession with their accent. I managed to get an Aussie couple to carry a ten minute conversation with me about how planes are boarded just to listen to that sweet melody of an English accent with a boomer-twang. More later when not 11,582 meters (metres?) in the air. Or 38,000 feet. Can’t wait to take a whack at the metric system!
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