I don't remember if I have mentioned this on the blog before, but I used to live in Melbourne, and I'm lucky enough to get to back for a week this Friday. I moved to Australia when I was 25 because I learned a neat little trick. If you're in you're mid-twenties and sort of flailing, and you want to trick people into thinking you're more interesting than you really are, just move to another country for while. Waiter at a cafe in Melbourne sounds a lot cooler than waiter at the Applebee's in Lynnwood.
Australia has sharks, and the AP has photos of sharks
Australia is like America's casual cousin. It feels pretty much the same, culturally, until one day you're at the Coles grocery store and Frosted Flakes are on sale -you work fifteen hours a week, so you get the cereal that's on sale - and there are no boxes on the shelf. I just stood there and stared for a minute. They also have no idea how to make a pizza. The sushi game is on a different level, though. They don't have fancy sushi like Seattle, but they sell handrolls without cutting them all over the place. It's like a big sushi burrito you can eat on the go. We should really adopt this sushi style, guys. I want to eat a spicy tuna roll on the bus.
song of the day drunk n luv diplo