Breaking the Stereotypes.I clearly recall standing on
Collins street. The scent I arrived with and possibly still glistened from, insecticide, in which the flight attendant sprayed the plane before arrival , watching the clanging trams and
swirl of humanity, thinking good lord there’s a country here, it is as if I had privately discovered life on another planet or a
parallel universe where life was unrecognizably similar but entirely different, i cant tell you how excited I was, in so much as I had accumulated in the expectation of Australia.
I had thought of it as a kind of alternative southern California
, A sun burnt country. A place of unlimited sunshine and the simplicity of the beach lifestyle, A sort of Baywatch with cricket as I thought of it, but this was nothing like that, Melbourne had a settled and gracious air that was much more European than north American, and it rained, it
rained the whole week which delighted me inordinately because it was so totally not what i had expected, what’s more and here we come to the real strife of thing I liked it, straight off, without quibble or doubt in a way I had never expected to.
Something about
it just agreed with me. I supposed it helped that i had spent half my life in America and half in Briton because Australia was such a comfortable fusion of the two.It had a casualness and vivacity that felt distinguishly American but hang on a British framework. and with their optimism and informality Australians could pass at a glance as Americans but they drove on the left, drank tea played cricket, adorned their public places with statues of queen Victoria, dressed their children in the sort of school uniforms that only a Britannic people could wear without conspicuous regret, I felt extremely comfortable with this.
Almost at once I became acutely and in an odd way delightedly aware of how little I knew about the place, I didn’t know names of their newspapers, or beaches, or universities, or suburbs, knew nothing of their history or private achievements, couldn’t tell a policeman from a post man . I loved, still do, Australian voices, and the effortlessly dry direct way of viewing the world.
Bill BrysonIn a sunburned countryTwo of the 6,000 Overseas students at Monash:
Mart and Alexander from Denmark
When you come to Melbourne you feel its fairly
European in a sense. . .very multicultural,
more than i expected it to be. Its really hard to find a sense of what Melbourne really is. . .its everything at the same time. . .
And one of the things that actually surprised me the most is the
weather, in Australia, the view that i had was the whole country was hot and warm, and i was just looking forward to coming here for one long summer.
Australia Now - Program One -Postcard From Down UnderABC radio Australia