Australia feels both very familiar, and different. Happily, I speak the language, but there are differences between Texas English and Australian English. Here, I’m the one speaking with an accent. There’s a look tossed my way when I speak which isn’t bad, it’s just odd. It’s good to be reminded of what it’s like to be different.
On our walks about town, I’ve noticed the house numbers. I don’t know the exact fonts. Some have serifs, others do not. But across the board, the numbers are clean and clear and big enough to be visible from the street. It feels like a cohesive system.
There is a lot of street art, both colorful and subtle. I want to go home and paint the side of my house. When? I don’t know…
And then there are the cute light switches.
Like I said, it’s the little things!
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Thanks Becky for sharing your trip with us! I love the interesting info that you pass along to your readers! Blessings and have a wonderful time with your friend.
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I love learning about Australia through you.
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Thank you for sharing. Happy you are having such a great time.
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Just added a black ornamental iron display to side of grey house with house numbers above, must say it looks great.
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That flower is lovely too. Do you know what it is called?
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Oh you found a frangipani flower. I love them. My whole bouquet was made of them for our wedding 43 years ago. We are trying to grow them but we live in Orange and it snows here. Have them in pots and put them in the garage during winter.
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