We just went to the pinnacles. This is not a typo. I know, I know.
“Tyler, you guys just already wrote about the pinnacles. I remember because it was so well written. And you are so funny. And, if you don’t mind me saying so, good looking.”
“Well, observant reader, you are right. However, this time I am talking about the Australian Pinnacles.”
“Wait, WHAT? There are Pinnacles in the US and Australia. UN-FREAKING-BELIEVABLE.”
“On the off chance that you are patronizing me, well done. On the more likely chance that you are also having your mind blown, I KNOW, RIGHT?”
But the Australian Pinnacles are a great metaphor for the American Pinnacles.
Okay, maybe not, but that there are Pinnacles allows me to advance my thesis.
“Thesis? What are you talking about geek?”
Australia is the Bizarro United States.
Hear me out. Australia is much more similar to the US than dissimilar. Done.
Wait, you want more, fine.
When we landed in Australia last year, Wendy and I were stunned. We flew 24 hours got off the plane and landed in ... Southern California.
The climate, the vegetation, and the people all looked the same.
Then we saw the car driving down the road.
“That man is in danger of colliding! Forsooth!” I used my Aussie accent to fit in. I shortly realized that they all drove on the wrong side of the road. Why, because I am quick on the uptake.
They also speak the same language as us. Only, not exactly. About 50% of conversation has me confusedly nodding at least once.
They play football. But, with a catch. There is tackling, but no pads, and a lot of kicking the ball and hitting it to pass, and on fields much larger than ours.
These are just a few examples. I think it is more jarring to be in a society where everything is almost the same but distinct than one were everything is different.
But, I will get back to you on that in a few weeks.
The pinnacles were like Bizarro earth. It is yellow clay with jutting rocks. We were very lucky to see them. There was a bush fire that prevented us from seeing them most of the day. With fifteen minutes of light we snuck around the rangers and fell into a wonderland. It was a cloudless day. What looks like clouds is smoke from the large fire.
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