- I’m not responsible for my own transport any more. In Melbourne, you have to make sure a train or tram is coming, and time the walk to the station. Here, I can stumble out my front door onto the back of an ojek in 10 seconds. If I’m not the mood to duel with buses and trucks at 80km/h, a taxi will usually pull up the moment I get my arm above hip-level. Easy.
- The slightest drop of rain makes the previous point null and void.
- Street food might make you sick, but expensive sandwiches from cafes with cool seating arrangements and wifi will definitely make you sick.
- The aforementioned wifi will always conk out the moment you try and file a time-sensitive story.
- It will always take at least five minutes to buy a beer at any bar. This increases proportionally to how desperate you are for a drink.
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