Before I came to Australia, I would confuse Pirate-speak with Australia-speak. Turns out they rarely say, “Arrrrr, matey!” here. But I am getting some basics down:
American Australian
No problem No worries
Ketchup Tomato sauce
Have a good day G’day! (though they don’t do this nearly as much as you’d think!)
Wash cloth Face washer
Sweater Jumper
Dress Frock
Dress Frock
Flip-flops Thongs (you want to get this one straight)
Breakfast Brekky
Breakfast Brekky
Lemon-lime soda Lemonade
French fries Chips
Cookie Biscuit / bikky
Cotton candy Fairy floss
Swim suit Bathers / bathing costume
Friend Mate
Poor career choice if you ask me
This morning as I was enjoying my morning coffee and the kids were watching TV, I saw this guy out of the corner of my eye, floating right outside our window:
He was dangling over this:
Yet another job I would totally never ever in a million years want to do!
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