OPINION: Strangers welcomed by ‘out-of-towners’
AS A new Gladstonian I have forced myself to venture outside of my battle axe block and stroll up Goondoon St in search of a social life.
I generally sit as a lone soldier at the bar and order a beer to see what happens.
My first beer is usually half-full by the time someone starts a conversation with "where are you from?"
At first I thought the comment had something to do with me looking like an out-of-towner, until I realised an out-of-towner is how most people look here.
The very fact so many people, having schooners next to me, are not from Gladstone has made my experience here so enjoyable.
I would like to thank the big and intimidating blokes who have chatted to me, the little bearded guy with Harry Potter-esque glasses, about their "missus" and keeping me company in this strange town.