A Big Question …

EVERYDAY, without fail, I get asked where I am from. Not because I look particularly exotic, but because, when one is abroad, ‘where are you from’ is the inevitable follow up to ‘hello, how are you?’

And everyday, without fail, when I respond with ‘Australia’, I hear a variation of the following; ‘you guys are everywhere. Why do you all travel so much?’ Or my conversation partner’s face drops ever so slightly and I catch a flicker of ‘shit, not again’ in their eyes. Or perhaps I am just being over-sensitive.

Read more from my latest column with The Australian Times, HERE

1 thought on “A Big Question …

  1. Liv,
    I enjoy your writing – the posting about the wind picking up in Santorini especially evoked memories of similar days and feelings I’ve had on the island.
    In response to this post, though, I must say I’ve really enjoyed Aussies I’ve met on travels and at home (wine country N of San Francisco.) The people I’ve met have been open, friendly, frank and funny. I particularly love how Aussies end every sentence going upward like a question. The last time I was in Santorini I was traveling alone, which I highly recommend, and Aussies would always invite me to join them and were very generous. I’ve always been fascinated by films set in Australia … and who could not love the McLeod daughters?
    Perhaps we’re all just more aware of our fellow country-people when traveling. I have certainly cringed many times at the behavior of other Americans. If I were German there would be much to be embarrassed about. (Have you caught on to how much animosity underneath the smiling Greek face there still is to Germans? What they did in WWII is not forgotten.) Perhaps we’re indentifying too much with our countries rather than the commonality of human nature.
    Any country that can produce a Hugh Jackman is all right by me 😉 I’d love to visit Australia. It is definitely on my bucket list.
    Cheers! Yassas!

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