Posted in Living in Australia

Friday morning bus ride

…why do I find confrontation in Australia so cute

I’m on the bus to lake parramatta and a guy pressed the stop button to get off.

But the bus didn’t stop right away so the guy was like, “HEY!”

And the bus driver then abruptly stopped the bus then said, “You gotta give me more time than that mate!”

And the guy immediately started apologizing instead of getting angry.

“Sorry, sorry about that. Merry Christmas!”

But the driver was still a little upset so as the guy was stepping off he replied, “No need to shout at me like that, mate.”

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Falling with style

If you know where I got my title, tell me. I’d like to unite with some old school Disney kids.

So I fell today.

Just a little curb trip during my run. Nothing crazy. I did sit there for a bit on the pavement chuckling to myself. I do that when I’m in pain. I googled it, laughing is some kind of defense mechanism I guess. It works for me.

Anyways, I was really grateful though that when I tripped a cyclist saw me and stopped to check on me. He was a typical Aussie grandpa. Very sweet, very calm and just asking me questions. “Did you break anything? Just breathe. Don’t move right away. Is your elbow okay?”

And the whole time I was just laughing with embarrassment and thinking, “what a kind soul.”

After a couple minutes I was fine though and I told him, “Thank you for stopping. I gotta keep running now. ” and so he left and I continued on my way, but in all honesty, he made my day.