Wednesday, September 23, 2009

No Matter How Far Or How Wide I Roam

As one of the great Aussie bands once wrote, “I still call Australia home”. I’ve been the first to criticize those Aussies you meet overseas who over parochialise everything the second they leave the country, but across my travels I have come to realize just how good we have things back home. We really are the lucky country but more of that later.

Since my adventure at the over crowded soccer stadium and after several extended bus journeys, Jimmy and I have found ourselves in La Paz, Bolivia. The highest city in South America. Boonies record impresses me even more now that I have felt the effects of alcohol at over 3700m. Jimmy and I have been out a few times now and after one memorable outing two weeks ago where in my best Spanish I convinced the publican to play us a one day game, Aussie V England. It seems that I may have been a little overexcited and may have made a hasty decision with clouded judgment (pissed) to forever proclaim my love for our country. All of this happened two weeks ago and for the first week I was regretting my decision, but the more I think about it the happier I am, I love Australia, plain and simple and the off the cuff decision to ink that love forever scared the hell out of me for the first week but not any more.

I Tomas Michael Malcolm Bach still call Australia home.


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