The "outback" or actually the "bush" where I was working was alot like South Texas, except for the roos and other wildlife. Plus, it was HOT!!! There was about 30 blokes from England, South Africa and other countries working there on some of the farms, and I got along with most of'em. While I can drink my share of beer, I had to get adjusted to Triple *** and keeping up with the locals. On weekends, we would all pile into some utes and head into the nearest pub, about two hours away, and the sheila's were as fine and friendly as Texas women!!! It was weird driving a right-hand drive Toyota 4x4 ute with the stick, and remembering to stay on the left side of the road. You had to drive a long way just to get on the tarmack. Kept telling myself, "driver's meet when approaching" and never had a wreck. The guys wrecked about 15 trucks/utes while I was there, due to rough roads, roos, impaired driving, etc. When I had a few days off, I would drive to Lightning Ridge (tough town), the nearest mountains or Surfer's Paradise for some R&R. Looking forward to going back, got my name in the hat when work comes up again. Adios amigo!