A few things I discovered in Australia

I moved from Shanghai to Sydney, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye. The jacarandas are in full bloom at the end of October. The purple blossoms and the pure blue sky paint the most dreamy Monet oil painting in the city. It is extremely romantic. The scattered petals are like powder paint accidentally spilled on the ground, which makes people intoxicated and heartbroken, and they can't bear to approach.

Spring in the Southern Hemisphere is purple.

I stayed at home most of the year, with George Street bustling downstairs. I would pack my clothes and flip-flops and go to Coles to buy fresh meat and vegetables. Other than that, I seldom went shopping.

When I lived in Shanghai, online shopping and window shopping were definitely one of my pleasures. The hard work of work disappeared the moment I opened the package. I put on my new outfit and walked on the street. At that moment, I must be the most fashionable working girl in the city. Fashionable men and women sent me hot eyes of recognition and a touch of jealousy, waiting for the camera's flash to focus on me at any time.

Why is shopping no longer fun? Perhaps it is because online shopping and express delivery in Australia are so backward that you often have to wait for a week, which is not as good as the advanced logistics in China. Perhaps it is because the aesthetics of Australia are really unrelated to fashion, which makes it difficult for people to buy. Locals wear a sack and go out without shoes. Comfort is the first priority, and fashion and luxury beyond comfort are optional here. At the beginning, I was really anxious without the convenience of online shopping. After a long time, my material desires have degenerated to the necessities, which saved a lot of time.

What do you do with the saved time? Being in a daze is a good way to kill a lot of time. You can curl up on the sofa and watch the sunlight outside the window change from dazzling white to gradually red and dark. You can watch the cockatoos stealing cereal and peeling the shells with their little claws. You can watch the huge waves in the sea at night, devouring the dark night like a ferocious beast. You can watch the white jellyfish swimming in the sea, jumping and hopping, and disappearing little by little.

The buses that shuttle through the streets of Sydney are always jaw-droppingly accurate. The paper timetable posted on the platform shows a bus every 15 minutes. The bus always appears in sight and enters the station when you think it will be late. I was really curious. After getting on the bus, I found that the drivers drove very fast. If I was not careful, I felt that I would be thrown out. But they were also surprisingly patient. When the bus stopped, they waited for the passengers to slowly stand up from their seats, walk to the door, swipe the card, say "Thank you" and get off. The driver would say "you're welcome" in return and then close the door. I laughed secretly in my heart, thinking that they were really too slow! If it were me, I would go to the door early to swipe the card and get off as soon as the bus stopped. How efficient it would be. VV said, why do we need efficiency?