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| Pinch me. Am I really here? Has someone really given me the chance to live and work in Sydney, Australia? It's true, sans Toto (never had a dog in all of my life), I've relocated temporarily to this land that the natives call "Oz". I am a New Yorker. I snarl at cab drivers when they head into tunnel traffic at my expense. The New York Times is the closest thing that I have to religion and it's a regular occurrence to see some sort of media/entertainment or political icon without any make up on at some point during the weekend. Now my toilet boil flushes in the opposite direction and my accent is regarded as sexy instead of biting and not-quite-upper-east-side. I'm the new girl in town and all eyes are on me--a big fish in a small pond? I'll take the bait... I'll do my best to dimensionalize Sydney for those interested, especially for future travelers to Oz or expats...to keep you in-the-Sydney-know, Manhattan style. |
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