Back to Work Soon: Land Down Under

Last weekend before the vacation holiday comes to an end, and on random play I hear the tune “Land Down Under” by Men at Work. A classic 80’s song that I’ve heard way too many times already, but still always elicits the desire to travel.

Anywho, so the part about the Belgium comes up:

“(…)
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, “Do you speak-a my language?”
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

“I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover (…)”

Call me crazy, but for all theses years, I could’ve sworn that part 4 lines down was “He just smiled and gave me a bit of my sandwhich”. Only today, and after spending a year abroad with Australians, did I realize it’s “vegemite” ( link here ).

All this to say that life and events that you feel you know, inside and out and are staring you in the face are sometimes not what they seem. A different perspective on something you *knew* for years could be flipped upside down one afternoon. New adventures, all the time.

..Heh, vegemite sandwhich.

[ Song: “Land Down Under” by Men at Work ]

No Comments so far
Leave a comment



Leave a comment
Line and paragraph breaks automatic, e-mail address never displayed, HTML allowed: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>

(required)

(required)