Why I avoid the English

When I moved to Australia I found this great facebook group ExpatsinAdelaide, where I met the people who have got me through the last two years in Aussiestralia. Now I am reflecting on it the thing I have loved most about this group and the friends I have made is that none of them are English. I have my bbqs with Canadians, Americans and Mexicans (though technically they are all Americans as they like to point out!) I grab a coffee in the city with my Fijian/Indian/Scottish friends. So why not the English? Well it’s simple, they whinge! Within two minutes it degenerates into a discussion on what products you can't get here, how this thing and that thing annoys them, how it’s not like home. Well, that’s the point isn't it? I love Australia, of course I miss friends and family, and the English countryside, but that's about it really. For everything I used to enjoy in the UK there has been something wonderful here that I have found. So while I don't get Robinson's Pink Grapefruit Barley water, I instead love the wonderful Turkish bread that I never saw in the UK. Every day I fall in love with something Australian, and embrace a little bit more of what it truly means to be a traveller.