Do you speak english?

in boston at the bus stop i was waiting for my greyhound , i had a fourteen hour trip ahead of me me, (i didn't know there would be a crazy lady with urine all down her pants, claming she was from sydney after she saw my australia t shirt) so i thought a few jim beams might ease the first couple of hours - i have not yet had any problems on the greyhound contrary to all the advice from fellow travellers and the occasional concierge, the greyhound coaches have been nothing but fairly comfortable and the travelors on board have been affable enough. The slovinian girls said they caught one in california and they were talking to a woman sitting next to them for a good few hours, when she then admitted to being a fresh fugitive of the state penitentiary. - so maybe its just the north east run. but i would actually prefer travelling greyhound thatn the maitland to newcastle cityrail.

but i digress, the man sitting next to me at the bus terminal bar was a born and bred bostonian and after chatting about the dallas cowboys and the patriots he asked what country i was from , i must also note that it was the first day i chose to wear my australian t-shirt, so sitting there with a massive flag and the word australia emblazzoned on my chest i replied 'australia' and i shit you not the exact moment i said that , men at work came over the loudspeaker. 'i come form the land downunder.'
so i said to the guy 'thats pretty weird.'. he didnt know.... so after explainging our unofficial anthem, we talked a bit more about the red sox before he asked me 'how long have you known english for?'
and he wasn't joking, i htink he barely had a grasp of the english language himself - or i sound so occa aussie that it is unrecognisable to a bostonian. So the guy did seem genuinely impressed to learn that in Australia we do speak english.









Donkey of the week award: the greyhound driver who took an extra twenty minutes at a stop in the middle of nowhere to catch a catnap after admitting to driving consistently for the past three days.

This one is for you simmon, it's in chinatown new york city. there was also a Morris street near wall st. but i didn't have my camera that day.

Kimbo saw this pic on my camera and made me put it on the blog

Biggest regret: not buying 'the station agent' with peter dinklage on dvd when i saw it a k-mart in waratah. (i have never seen it again)

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