The good ole US of A have their 4th of July with all its wanky ceremonial nonsense and rifle toting over exuberance; The UK has its string of much loved and longed for bank holidays for spending on the motorway between friends and relatives and, having experienced both, I have to say that Australia day has got me wondering as to what, in the heady world of public holidays, could be better?
Having spent a measly $30 on Kayak hire, Cath and I, along with a couple of mates paddled across the harbour to a little cove known as Milk Beach (introduced to us as 'Mulk Beach' by our friendly South African boat master) to swim among the rocks and take in the boat and air shows taking place over our new home. The only pomp and circumstance you'll find on this public holiday lies in beer, relaxation and just generally having a laugh with everyone (especially when you fall out of the boat... twice). A quick sleep in the park followed by a brief stop at the fish market to pick up some giant Tuna steaks and we're set to finish off our very first Australia day with a couple of tinnies and an obligatory Barbie. You beaut!
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