Under the influence of just being an Aussie
I HAD rather a uniquely Australian experience over the weekend involving me with no shirt on and a skinny latte.
I took a day trip down to Seventeen Seventy in an effort to see more of the region, and my intention was to pick a shady spot and rip into a book.
But of course, the water looked much too inviting and I couldn't resist having a dip. To cut a long story short, at the end of my dip I was left rather tired for the long drive home and thought I was in need of some caffeine.
So I took a wander over to the local coffee shop and got myself a skinny latte for the drive home.
It was only when I left the store that I realised I had no shirt on. Upon further reflection, I realised that I didn't even worry that I had no shirt on.
On the way home, I couldn't help but think that in virtually no other nation on earth could we not worry about not wearing a shirt, walk into a shop and come out with a great coffee.
Now, I ask you, how Aussie is that?