| This American is going home! It took me most of the
Olympics, but I learned to speak some Australian. I've had a fine
time looking out for attractive nude sunbathers and enjoying
sips from canned beer. Honestly, I was afraid that I'd have bad
prospects at having a wonderful time without laying out a fortune.
I know that I've spent a lot of time talking about Frank being a
big shot here in Sydney, but he really did a great job as a host for
me and for the other foreigners who came to visit. |
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| It's not a myth that if he hadn't come through so
well, I might have left his care quickly. My only concern would have
been the train system with the constant derailing and the
malfunctioning baggage system at the airport (sorry, Susan).
I bought my last round of beers after we cheered our lungs out at
the Closing Ceremonies. I don't wish to overreact, but I was quite
emotional when the Olympics ended. Even though I had complained a
bit that it was a bit of a mess, I was going to miss seeing
journalists everywhere and not having to wear warm clothing, even
when it was cold out.
So, good for you Sydney! That was one hell of a show! |
