Never far from home

When I travel I love meeting people.  Different cultures, languages, places and nationalities.  Let’s put aside the fact that Europe is a melting pot of peoples from all over the world for a moment.  On the flight into Vienna the flight attendant’s girlfriend was on the same flight and she is from Adelaide.  In Vienna I met a tour guide from Sydney (Hop on Hop off) and his girlfriend is from Adelaide.  I’m assuming that they are different girls.  Today walking back from the Salzburg University I bumped into a guy who is studying at Flinders uni in Adelaide.  I was wearing a UniSA top, which got me entrance into some of the older areas of the university here.

Woman at rest – something different for a campus, which had Theology as a department.

Woman at rest – something different for a campus, which has Theology as a department.

Behind the stone walls and cobble stoned plazas is greenery and coolness conducive to learning.

Behind the stone walls and cobble stoned plazas is greenery and coolness conducive to learning.

Tonight I decided to walk into the cultural area of the city.  Wandering around I picked a cafe come restaurant at random for my dinner.  I had a choice of two seats, one next to a rather pretty young woman and the other was next to a young couple.  I have a suspicious nature.  Especially after a big smile.  An older guy, by himself, and a young woman almost too happy to see you.  I chose the couple.

The first twenty minutes or so, I could hear the couple chatting away and obviously they were also from Australia.  After some quick introductions, Skye and John are from Adelaide.  Skye teaches at Grange Primary, where my sister worked for many years.  John’s father is a retired South Australian Police officer.  Feeling creepy yet?  John’s father’s best ‘mate’ from his police days, John calls ‘uncle Alan’, and I trained with Alan for three years in the Police Academy  at Fort Largs.

Naturally things moved onto important issues such as ‘who do you barrack for (Aussie Rules Football)’?  None of us follow the Crows or the Power, so all was good.  What started out as a thirty minute dinner alone, finished with a two hour chat.

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