Australia, Day 02
While this is the third calendar day since I left home, due to the wonderful International Date Line I've only actually had two days.
- Sleeping for fourteen hours on an airplane isn't as easy as it sounds, even with pharmaceutical help.
- So far, Sydney is the most laid back place I have ever visited. It is like San Francisco without the hippy pretensions. Even the security screeners were laid back.
- The Sydney CBD (downtown) is, because of APEC, a giant maze of concrete and steel. At least all the police officers were nice.
- Speaking of police officers, every last one of them told me that the President left yesterday. I wanted to tell them Australia could keep him, but I thought better of it.
- Get this: according to my Australian source, when Aussies go to the beach they bury in the sand items of value so they don't get stolen. "Oh, just put it in the sand" is apparently a commonly held social contract that anything in the sand is off limits; but things above, or on top of the sand, are fair game. Who knew?
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