Here are a few more things that struck me as I spent my last few days travelling to the Gathering of Friends:
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-    Roads in America are amazingly good. Back home every drive is a game of dodge-the-pothole (because the population tax base isn’t big enough to support the distances required).
-    That’s the last time I eat in a diner. I finally found my hamburger hidden under a mountain of fries to find a 2x2inch bun, one leaf of lettuce, one slice of tomato. Aussie burgers blow these away. This was especially heartfelt after the lows of the Great McLobster Disappointment.
-    The other reason to hate diners is the guilt trip inflicted on you at the end of your meal re the tip. Given I have no idea what’s appropriate, and whether I’m walking out under a shroud of generous idiocy or stingy shame, it puts a cloud over every meal.
-    Hearing the Coke ads every 15 minutes using one of my all-time favourite Aussie songs (Sweet Disposition by the Tender Trap … youtube it) is a surreal experience of Australiana shining in America.
-    The Kancamagus Highway in New Hampshire is magic. Brilliant sunshine with the road following the gorgeous Swift River featuring never-ending Class II rapids for mile after mile … after mile … after mile. I drove lots of minor roads across New Hampshire, Vermont, NY that followed rivers. So cool.Â
- Â Â Â All the National Parks in the States are amazingly beautiful to me. I mean our idea of a National Park is a big rock in a desert. (Although I only truly began to feel connected to our land after I drove for day after day through the desert to Uluru to fully appreciate how significant it is to our people given the great nothingness of so much of our land.)
New-to-me games played recently include …





