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TRAVEL NOTES - AIN’T IN KANSAS NO MORE
 Til en hver tid har vi hauger av Propaganda-folk ute i den store verden, og av og til tar de til og med kontakt med oss. Her forteller Christian Cordeaux om det å komme hjem til Sydney etter to og et halvt år i Norge.
While in Norway I’d be asked what I miss most about Australia. After little thought I’d invariably reply… ”Well, besides family …. Egg and bacon rolls from Greasy Joes around the corner from my Mum’s place” (even better than a Tex Burger after a 9am Nattspill)
Returning to Sydney after 2 1/2 years in Norway, an egg and bacon roll was one of the things on my mind. Off the plane after a 2 day flight, and out of Kingsford Smith airport, I took a shuttle car through the city to St. Ives on the North Shore.
What’s happened while I’ve gone? New buildings up. Tunnels under the city where there were none before. Posters advertising new 700 seater Boeing air buses. “Ah, those planes”, says the driver “Hans Schmidt” (originally German as a matter of fact) “They’re nothing. They’re working on a new plane now that shoots out of Earth’s atmosphere and will land you in London from Sydney in 3 hours”.
Hah? I ask, as I get distracted by a large poster on the face of a sci-fi esque new building. The ad has a business looking dude wearing a tiny semi-transparent screen the size of a match box you wear in front of one eye that allows you to access the internet via a tiny keyboard apparently styled into a mobile phone, while he stands on the kurb of a “Matrix- esque” city scene.
“Did you hear me? Hans asks.
Hva?
Atmosphere! It goes above it.
“Oh, that stuff”.
Sydney looked complete. As if it had grown up, made it through puberty all of a sudden and while shaving for a big night out was saying, “Hi! Feel like a glass of bubbly?"
By the time we were at the Sydney Harbour Bridge, something told me that Sydney was in a “post Olympic buzz”.
“You know that Juan Antonio Samaranch said the Sydney Games were the best Olympics ever! Sydney’s very buzzed”, said Hans.
I was sure that Juan, and Hans meant the best “summer” games. Everyone knows the best Olympic games were the Norwegian Games in 94.
I pointed to a metal contraption on the side of the harbour bridge and asked what it was.
"Ahh! That be part of the preparations for the fire works on New Years Eve. You know they’re world class. It’s a big event now. People tune in and watch it on TV from all around the world."
By the time I got to my mother’s street I felt like I’d been in a time warp since I was there last. After the greetings, I mentioned how things seemed to have changed
in Sydney.
Then, after a double take as I noticed some grey hairs on my dog all of a sudden, I smacked my hands together and started salivating at the thought of my special treat I’d waited 2 1/2 years and travelled 40,000 kms for.
 “Right! I’m goin’ up to get an egg and bacon roll from Greasy Joes” I cheered.
“Oh, sorry Christian, Greasy Joes burned down last Tuesday. There’s a new place being built now.”
“Fack!”
How much can a place change? Hopefully the egg and bacon rolls eventually won’t.
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