In true Aussie spirit on this rainy Australia Day, I woke up super fatigued but still crawled out of the bed and eventually the house, and ended up partially helping a lady who spoke no English other than the words “Rockdale”, “Arncliffe” and “thank you” to get to her desired destination, Arncliffe, and later, rewarded myself with lots of protein, fat and sodium, mostly fat and sodium, at Richard’s friend’s barbecue.
Oh shit. What if I completely misunderstood Arncliffe lady and she didn’t actually want to go to Arncliffe?
Oh shit. I’m not even an Aussie. mindblown-alt