I will be Straya far from London. Oh glorious Fulham!

For reasons unbeknown to yours truly, sleep eludes me. Well the reasons aren't quite as confusing as I do think, but I used to be able to sleep through storms and now, the chatter of the rapid tongued Spaniards in our hostel wakens me from my slumber. I want to curse their names, and put a plague upon their houses, but it may be a bit overboard methinks.

I shall be returning to my homeland for a visit in about a month. My excitement is palpable, and even it more so at the thought of eating my missed foods, bathing in an actual bath ( a luxury that I had taken for granted), and being in the company of my missed friends.

I tire of this borough of Fulham. The locals are too rough, and rather unsavoury. I found it enlightening at first, but now it has lost its luster. That being said, some of the locals are rather lovely, but like everything the bad outweighs the good.

Though, I do love me some good chips.

Today is Australia day, and given my recent indoctrination into the Aussie way, that's my event of the day. (I like Vegemite and Milo, shut up).

AUSTRALIA DAY 

On May 11th of 1787, a fleet of 11 ships captained by Captain Arthur Phillip were sent to establish a penal colony in Botany Bay in New South Wales, which had been previously claimed by Captain James Cook.

This particular colony was sought out, due to the loss of the North American colonies.

They arrived in Botany Bay on January 18-20, 1788, but found that it was an unsuitable settlement and went scouting further for a better colony. On the 21st, Captain Phillip and a few others went north to Fort Jackson to ascertain its suitability, and renamed it Sydney Cove after the Home Secretary, Thomas Townshend, 1st Viscount Sydney. They remained for 2 days and in that time had some contact with the aboriginal peoples. They returned to Botany Bay and ordered that the settlement be moved to Sydney Cove.

However, the storms were brewing and prevented them from leaving until the 26th, and on the 26th only one ship left and they landed and claimed the land in the name of King George III.

Nowadays, Australians celebrate by listening to Triple J's Hottest 100, sitting on a beach and barbecuing a good quality steak and a dozen "snags" (guess who said that?), much like the original settlers.

P.S - Dear Britain, I was a criminal. Please send me to paradise too. I swear. I spit on the Queen.