first i was afraid, i was petrified. kept thinkin i could never live in australia and most likely would die. but then i spent a couple nights with the best people on planet earth and i grew to love them. and now ill certainly get along!
see what i did there?
anyway, as i was saying… australia is literally the bees knees. EVERYTHING, and i say this without the slightest bit of skepticism, is the best. peanut butter, laundry detergent, even thier opossums are better. seriously. go google an australian opossum and tell me its not adorable. i dont know if it is possible to have a negative experience here. its like they hold some divine secret of life, or maybe its not life, and im actually blogging from heaven. dead.
the people are all soo happy and way too friendly. you know the saying “dont talk to strangers or take their candy?” well, if i was raising a kid in australia i would actually encourage this behavior. the government has to spike the national water supply with xanex, or possaibally they take out the negative part in their brain when theyre born. most likely though, i think their mamas just raised them right.
as soon as i moved in people were introducing themselves to me and getting my number and offering me a lift to the supermarket… and i was okay with all this.
i only started questioning everyones sanity when they gave me compliments like a grandmother, free alcohol like a man who just made a hole in one, and unsolicited help like an unsolicited babysitter.
you know how they say, “when you go abroad, you will meetcha soulmate and fall madly in love,”?
well, i have.
with the people.
so, i think i shall not only survive here, but probably actually prosper.