Melburnians on Adelaide - Mobile Edition
A couple friends and I took a trip to charming Adelaide last month.
Cleaning out my mobile’s inbox has yielded some treasures of Melbourne bias against their South Australian neighbours.
Everyone I was in communication with that weekend expressed concern after learning I was in Adelaide, but two reactions stand out (names removed to protect the guilty):
One: Why the fuck are you in Adelaide? And, yes, of course it’s a hole.
Two: Yikes! How did you end up there?
No one assumed we’d gone there of our own free will.
To be fair, we spent most of the weekend terrified of inappropriate touching and/or being vomited on. (I haven’t been as afraid of being touched since a man in San Jose, Costa Rica grabbed me and asked for money.)
One incident in particular, I think, sums it all up pretty well. A girl in a kebab shop walked up to Violeta and me and declared, “I’m not going to kill anybody tonight!”
She was an employee.
On the upside - there is great Greek food (and fig martinis) and a reasonably good breakfast place. (Your concierge, however, will not know these things. I could be a better concierge after one weekend in Adelaide than either of the two men employed by they hotel at which we stayed.)
In summary, Melburnians may hate Sydneysiders, but they are dismayed by Adelaideians (Adelaidwegians?)
[Sigh, I will do anything to avoid work. I have both cleaned out my inbox and then blogged about it.]
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