Cooma

Up at 6am to get started on this drive, we stop off in Goulburn for brekkie and
then on around Canberra (where there is nothing to see incidently) and then on
to Cooma where we load on on beer supplies before finally reaching Berridale,
population 300. After meeting Mick, Jessie’s mate, the others decide to take a
power nap and I go outside to read my book (No Logo by Naomi Klein, a good
read). After a few minutes though a kid runs over to me and shouts “Ich bin
kool, du bist kool” and runs off. Eh? What? A couple of minutes later another
one runs over and shouts “Das ist nichts dein hamburger das ist mein
hamburger!”. Now I hope I don’t have to explain there are no hamburgers in
sight, this kids are clearly a bit mad. When the third one runs over I
interrupt him and explain that I’m not German, I’m Irish. “Oh, that’s cool” is
the tame response. Odd people!

The barbque kicks off at 8pm but we’re underdressed - it’s an 80s theme night
but we didn’t know. Ah well. The whole town seems to turn up and by 10 it’s in
full swing. The rest is a bit of a blur but I do remember spooking one of the
kids I’d met earlier when he was in the middle of a limbo dancing competition
(Schnell, schell!) He fell, the little runt….

Saturday, March 9th, 2002 australia, travel, trip

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