Inquiring minds want to know. . . . So here’s the story of how a Central Valley, CA, woman found herself in Australia:
Jade and I met several years ago at a UC Davis theater production. We became occasional lunch companions, and she ended up being the outside reader for my Ph.D. dissertation. During that time, we developed a strong friendship. Since then, Jade returned to Australia and we’ve been discussing my visit for a couple of years.
A couple months ago I realized that I had a block of time and some airline mileage points. Voi la! Here I am, Down Under and already in-love with the people and the land, wishing I had more time and resources to continue exploring.
I’ve illicited some strange looks by saying “excuse me” as I pass closely by an individual or group. People think I am about to ask a question then wonder why I keep walking. I guess the Aussies don’t worry about that and just walk on through. And who ever heard of a currawong? It’s a large black and white bird that looks similar to the magpie. Currawongs have the most amazing warble sounding like a flutey version of a child’s play at a miniature pipe organ.