Through the Eyes of a Wombat

Australian culture, as percieved by America:


This is where we had tea last night.

Sarah got a gleam in her eye when she came up with this idea, though she flatly refused to tell me where we were going until we got there. I had heard of it before, but couldnt quite place the exact name. I read about it in the paper in Australia years ago when the places first opened, and Australians in America nationwide cringed. So, I was prepared for things to be a little 'strange' inside.

Not more than two steps inside the door and I was already in shock. Huge plastic surfboards glued to the wall, with 'Fosters' logos everywhere, the wooden columns holding the ceiling up each had giant brown koalas hugging them (possibly stapled to them), a carved wooden platypus on the wall, and very nice posters and photographs of places such as the Gold Coast, Uluru, 12 Apostles, Bondi Beach and similar tourist attractions.
It was the brown koalas that got me.

So we sit down, and perusing the menu is just confusing. I put up a copy of the menu in my new photo album.. have a look, and let me know if any of it makes sense to you.

Oh, yes, on that, more photos are on their way, but I need to figure out how to plug my camera into the university computers... still working on that.