Today I want to talk about an event that took place this week that those outside of Australia might have been unaware of (unless, of course, they happened to pass by a Walkabout and had to navigate their way around packs of pissed antipodeans).
Wednesday, 26 January was Australia Day, a day when Aussie national pride goes into overdrive and people around the country gather to celebrate the anniversary of this fine country with BBQs, picnics and massive pub sessions. The day is a national holiday and, being in the middle of summer, almost guaranteed to be a scorcher.
My flatmates and I celebrated by having a barbie at our house and invited round a few friends:
Three days later and we're still working our way through left over burgers and 'snags' (sausages) and finding unopened bottles of beer in the garden. If only every day could be Australia Day!