An Australian fix ...

Catching up with Gemma, an old Tasmanian pony club friend

Over the past month, I've been fortunate enough to have an Australian fix, with the opportunity to hang out with several Australians, some old friends and some new.  When you've been overseas for a while, there's nothing like hearing an Australian accent every now and then.  It's like a comfy blanket, hearing that accent and chatting about the important things in life, like where to find Vegemite in Canada (well, I actually flew to China to buy an $11 tube of Vegemite) and the funny habits of those not from the sunburnt land of Australia.  It's not something I need all the time (although, I'm starting to make some Aussie friends here in Calgary), but every so often, a girl needs a little slice of home.