My flight leaves to return home in 3.5 hours. I am sad to leave down under, but also looking forward to getting home. 3+ weeks being away seemed like a long time, and it was, but it also passed in the blink of an eye! This has been an absolutely incredible trip and I could not have asked for more.
When I travel, I sometimes keep a notes app note about things that I observe that are interesting or different. Here are my miscellaneous observations about Australia and New Zealand!
Sydney CBD is a lot hillier than I expected. I don’t know why I am always so surprised at a hilly downtown, or major city, but I am! The CBD is also very interesting because it has a lot of skyscrapers, as you would imagine, but it also has a lot of outdoor spaces. Like little malls, so to speak, where you can cut through blocks that would normally be taken up by a building and there are often restaurants and bars and outdoor seating in these spaces. Just different than I have seen elsewhere.
There does not appear to be a leash law in Sydney, or Australia, because the number of dogs I saw out – at beaches, walking down the street, etc. – without a leash was astronomical. One place, Cairns, did I see a sign requiring leashing.
I did not see a ton of homeless people in either country, but in Sydney I saw a couple homeless people’s set up. The people weren’t there, but their stuff was and they had what appeared to be a mattress and sheets, etc. What looked like their bedroom on a the street. And I saw it more than once which was very curious to me. Were they actually mattresses? Don’t they worry about leaving and having their stuff stolen?
I heard one of my tour guides in Queensland talking about how the government here is getting rid of fluoride in their water, too. I looked it up and it does appear that at least some areas of the state are removing fluoride from the water. Regardless, it is also a hot button political topic here, as it is in the US.
Overall, the people of Australia are very friendly. They smile and say hello. When I arrived to my hotel in Melbourne, there did not appear to be a ramp and I was going to have to lug all my stuff up like 10 steps. A big, muscly guy saw me and asked if I wanted help. He carried my suitcase up for me. What a guy! I also had some really friendly Aussies help put my carryon in the overhead bins on flights – I can get it down with one hand but I cannot put it up there one-handed!
In New Zealand there were a few oddities. I have driven on the wrong side of cars and the wrong side of the road plenty of times. Ireland, much? I rented a car in Melbourne for a day, as well. But when I got to NZ, I learned that their blinkers are on the right and the wipers are on the left. That was more confusing to me than the whole driving bit. You have no idea how many times I turned my wipers on instead of a blinker!
The other read oddity involved Diet Coke. I am used to some countries not selling it and offering Coke Zero instead (I did survive two weeks in Japan on that swill). But I have never experienced a country that did not sell DC in cans. Only bottles. Everything else was available in a can, but not DC. What the heck? I hate plastic bottle DC – it is the worst. But I drank it because it’s better than Coke Zero. But seriously? What can be the point behind that? It’s not that they don’t sell it. Finally, in Te Puke I found a 6-pack of mini DC cans at the grocery store. So weird.
NZ also has a fair amount of hitchhikers. In addition to the French girl I drove to Mt Cook Village, I saw someone who appeared to be broken down on the side of the road with her thumb out and the car in front of me veered over and picked her up. And when I told the French girl that hitchhiking isn’t safe, she said she asked people and they said it’s common and safe there. Okaaaaaay.
I try to be cognizant of what side of the sidewalk I should walk on in places that drive on the left. For instance, in London, it doesn’t matter. They don’t stick to the left like you would when driving. Same with Ireland, in my experience. In Australia, there were literally signs telling pedestrians to walk on the left and sometimes it was painted on the ground, too. In NZ? Not so much. It seemed like a free for all and annoyed me completely.
Finally, I overheard an employee at Hobbiton tell a young man that he needed to provide his passport as identification/proof of age for alcohol. Apparently, in NZ, if you don’t have a NZ ID card, you have to use your passport. It is illegal to use your American driver’s license, for instance. Interesting!
Funny story – when I spent the morning at Starbucks in Tauranga the other day, a gentleman was there working most of the time I was there. It was cold, rainy, and windy out and people would not latch the door, so it was always blowing open and I was always having to get up and close it. Eventually he goes, that was me before you came! He was getting ready to leave and so I asked him to watch my stuff so I could use the bathroom. He agreed and then asked me if I was Irish. He seemed surprised that I was American, but I told him it was a huge compliment that he thought I was Irish! He was olive-skinned and said his ancestors stowed away on a boat from Ireland – but I think he was also part-Māori because we chatted about the country when I got back. He mentioned that “even his people” as he pointed to his skin color, were not properly conserving the land anymore – it was a bit of a political conversation about how he felt NZ is going down the wrong path.
Given the violence in Australia while I’ve been here (there was also an anti-Semitic attack in Melbourne after Bondi), and hearing about the NZ government and their natural resources, I understand how similar we all are. In America, we tend to think that what’s happening there is so unique and awful (sometimes) and a tragedy. And it may be. But in my experiences visiting 42 countries on 6 continents, other places are having the same issues. While that may be sad to know that hatred or corruption or whatever is part of the human condition, it buoys me that America does not have these singular problems.
Goodbye Australia and NZ, you have been some of my favorites!









































































































