far, far away from home…

“I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore, Toto.”

This country feels oddly familiar. In isolated snapshots, this could be England. But of course it’s not. The vegetation is different and the expanse of land immense. The distance between urban cornubations is wide - “city centres” don’t have the same meaning as in the UK. The accent’s all wrong and some words are spelled the American way (”program” for instance). If this was England, it would be grey, wet and cold not sunny and warm with blue skies.

I’m really in Australia and it still doesn’t feel real. I still haven’t quite grasp what I am doing here or how long I will be staying. If I was in England, I know what I would be doing. But I’m not in England. I’m in Australia. And everything is upside down.

Note: This was written on Monday, 14 February 2005.

  

5 Responses to “far, far away from home…”

  1. g’day mate! how’s the Lucky Country treating yuh? stay away from those Oz hoons, you hear!

    love, nina

  2. glad to note that you had arrived in the land of oz safe and sound. guess you’ll get used to settling down soon. oh… and ‘doubly’ glad to see you blogging. :)

  3. Glad to see that you have arrived safely. Take some time out to explore what Australia has to offer - I know of many who felt uneasy at first but later, after a few months, came to love the country so much that they wanted to stay and never leave.

    Personally, I love the life I had in Sydney. Missed it so much - the air, the wine, the people, the lights…so many things…things that I cannot find here.

  4. And if you hate it, you could always click your heels. :) But I suspect you’re gonna do okay.

  5. thanks for dropping by everyone. love to all.

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