Camera: Nikon D5100
I’ve been at Sydney Airport for maybe an hour or two and already some older white Australians have muttered that Sydney’s bus transfer to the domestic terminal is “like a third world country”, “outrageous”, “this would never happen in Honolulu”. Gentlemen have jovially helped me with my luggage at every opportunity (this happens everywhere - people are lovely wherever you go). A muzza has flirted with a customs officer who only laughed and said afterwards “Could he be any more up himself?!” - a brilliant contrast to American TSA officers. There are a million professional, stylish women in their late twenties (dare I guess - Melbourne women?) who are making me feel shabby, and I’m quietly falling in love with every tall, Australian accented bro I see (or rather, hear).
The Americans I found in Hawaii were lovely, polite, friendly. But I love Australian camaraderie, accents, character. I love it.
I’m nearly home!
Focal Length: 48mm