I’m Basically A Native

June 9th, 2014 by under Australian Internship, Summer Break. No Comments.

Booth By Jenna Booth

I’m not walking around saying “brekkie” instead of “breakfast”, or “too easy” instead of “no problem”, but I already have a grip on living in Sydney after about one week.

I know how to get places!

Whether it’s walking around at night seeing the light and music shows being put on by Vivid or running through the city and its many parks this morning, I already have a sense of the city and where I am.

I have utilized every sort of transportation:

The arduous but surprisingly manageable 22 hours spent on an airplane
The ferry to Manly beach (once for a Food, Wine, and Sustainability Festival; once to go hiking on the cliffs)
Multiple train rides
Bus rides
A taxi to Salesforce.com when it was pouring rain
Walking everywhere

This picture is taken from the railway platform at Circular Quay. The harbor is littered with green and yellow ferry boats just like the one I took to Manly beach.

This picture is taken from the railway platform at Circular Quay. The harbor is littered with green and yellow ferry boats just like the one I took to Manly beach.

Central Station is a very short walk from our apartment, which is convenient except for the noise right coming from the tracks across from our building. Central Station is actually very easy to navigate, despite having 25 platforms.

Central Station is a very short walk from our apartment, which is convenient except for the noise right coming from the tracks across from our building. Central Station is actually very easy to navigate, despite having 25 platforms.

I know where to get food!

Australia has two large grocery store chains: Woolworths and Coles, the latter of which is on the block catty-corner to the block our apartment is on and I can find a few gluten-free/dairy-free products to satisfy my unfortunate diet. The GF/DF cookies are better in the U.S., but the GF/DF bread in Australia beats the American counterpart any day.

Since the major chains can by kind of pricey, I buy all of my produce at Paddy’s Market on Sunday afternoons. It’s basically an extremely crowded farmer’s market in the basement of Market City in Chinatown. Our apartment is located just outside of Chinatown and there are at least ten Thai restaurants within two blocks.

A view of the Market City shopping complex. The Chinatown gate is just to the right of where I was standing as I took this picture.

A view of the Market City shopping complex. The Chinatown gate is just to the right of where I was standing as I took this picture.

I am no longer fooled by forecasts!

It says it is going to rain just about every day and it rarely does. Somehow all the Australians know that it isn’t going to rain. What is this sorcery?

But I still do tourist-y things.

Like taking pictures of everything.
Like having to ask a million questions about what buses go to which places.
Like almost buying a cheap sweatshirt with “AUSTRALIA” plastered on it.
Like going to bed at 9pm sometimes because I’m still jet-lagged.
Like stressing over my extremely limited access to Wi-Fi.
Like climbing the Sydney Harbor Bridge.

Cruising into the wharf at Manly beach. We had absolutely beautiful weather that day.

Cruising into the wharf at Manly beach. We had absolutely beautiful weather that day.

*The influence and prevalence of Asian culture is very strong in Sydney; meanwhile, I can count on one hand the number of black people I have seen here.

 

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