Bloody Hell
The new Aussie Phrase, "bloody hell" The Australian tourism department got together, and decided, no, it's not our stars (the very few we have) or just the Whitsundays and the Barrier Reef, our wonder of the world that will get people in, it's our beer pulling, firework blowing up-ing, shark out of the pool-ing that will pull our people in saying, "where the bloody hell are you??" and I suppose at the heart of it, truth be told, where the hell are you all, you should all get your arse's down here, it's bloody worth the effort, really. We true blue fair dinkum aussies, say, come on down, we'll get you out on the station, out to the bountiful desert (pfft) and off to our scarce and beautiful rain forest. I dunno, it just seems to dumb us back down, not that it's altogether a bad thing. We've been reminded that we are Australian, and yes, a lot of our culture is the farm, and our down to earth, back to bone basics that we have forgotten in our quest to become a mini America.
I really should be in bed now, I will be up in 4 hours and 15 minutes, ready to go to bootcamp (if I don't have trouble waking up and go to Bondi instead of Queens Park for the 3rd torture of the week)
One last thing before I go, nothing beats bread that is home made from wheat from your own fields. Thanks you Dad!!!
G'night
PS - Polly, I bought my ticket to Paris, on the same train as you!
I really should be in bed now, I will be up in 4 hours and 15 minutes, ready to go to bootcamp (if I don't have trouble waking up and go to Bondi instead of Queens Park for the 3rd torture of the week)
One last thing before I go, nothing beats bread that is home made from wheat from your own fields. Thanks you Dad!!!
G'night
PS - Polly, I bought my ticket to Paris, on the same train as you!