Afterwards as we were leaving, I decided I had to nip out for some take out. As I rounded the corner, in my peripheral vision, I caught sight of the five Swedish guys again. I dipped my head and quickened my step. The Australians I have met are like New Yorkers in many ways. They are quick to take the piss out of you, as they say, or just talk to you in the street unassumingly.
People seem relatively unpretentious.
New Yorker's will talk to you too, everywhere and anytime, whether you want them to or not. There's a running commentary and give and take. It's one of the things I miss most about New York and the difference between it and Boston, where people tend to be colder and ruder. The night before Sydney we played in Winoona, a suburb of Wollongong, which itself is a couple of hours south of Sydney. We played at an RSL club, which is like a VFW in America.