If you’ve never had your disembodied face stuck on a chocolate pie in honour of your country’s (slightly dubious) national day, then I’m just not sure what you’re doing with your life.
Australia Day in Göttingen involved a very long lunch/coffee session with Andrew, Lisa and Dinant, shopping with Josh and Lisa (frantically trying to work out if the ingredients for Anzac Biscuits exist in Germany - they do, mostly!), a late-ish grill in the freezing dark, Vegemite on toast, lots of Aussie music (Midnight Oil, AC/DC, Jet, Grinspoon, Powderfinger, Silverchair, Amiel, The Cat Empire, Sia, and so on), long and rather inebriated talks on philosophy and the meaning of life, dancing, bogans, and snow falling at one in the morning. Couldn’t have asked for anything better!
And then what happened?
'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here.'
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