Christmas In Sydney
Christmas in Australia is just around the corner. About 10 hours more just around the corner than Britain even. In fact Christmas is absolutely teetering on the vertices ahead with the bulbous end's fall being imminent. So i'll talk about the Australian Christmas, punctuated by punctuation and recent photos of Sydney.
One thing Australians sometimes forget is that most of the world doesn't spend their Christmas period picking at their sunburn peelings. The heat and humidity is a reminder for Australians that Christmas is approaching at a blindingly slow speed for eager young children and disenchanted adults alike.
It's true, in the lopsided hemisphere that little Christmas twinge probably comes upon the first appearance of snow. Here, it's all about but rashes and road toll predictions. No! Of course that's not the case. That twinge comes with the appearance of gorgeous decorations that are erected around Sydney. 
That's the Martin Place Christmas Tree above, the best collection of stacked triangles that I know of. It's massive, my spy was practically not in Martin Place when taking this photo as they had to stand so far back.
Due to the weather, Australian Christmas celebrations differ a tiny bit. Traditional roast dinners are popular but it's also common to have an outdoor seafood lunch. Naturally presents are a must, you'll want to have done your shopping before AT LEAST the Wednesday before Christmas. That's usually when the schools are able to restrain the little ones no longer... but what's a holiday without a queue? Post offices are especially successful in simulating the rock concert ticket-buying line pre-internet.
Obviously it's not just the city that likes to decorate, the suburbs get stuck into it too. You might be walking down the street and you'll see different levels of decoration. Maybe a christmas light here... some tinsel over there... Santa gatecrashing the birth of Jesus below...
It's funny if you think about it. We use all these winter things even though the flies themselves are being treated for sun stroke. If Santa dared to don his polar bear skin down here, i'm sure no amount of Mount Franklin would excuse his plumpness. He'd drop down into a less-enchanted Sydney suburb. where Rudolph's nose would be ripped off like a Honda H. Then Prancer and Vixen would rush off to Oxford street.
Here's a cute illustration from that children's book they're selling everywhere An Aussie Night Before Christmas by Kilmeny Niland with help from Tyronne Morrinsvan.
Illustrated thongs get a whopping thumbs up from me always! Furthermore, I suggest we abandon the foreign Christmas tree and all decorate Baobab trees for the future.
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