baaa.baaa.black.sheep

You normally associate annoying tourists with Americans. Stereotypical? Yes. Unfair? Probably, but I don't know every single person in America, so I suppose I can't judge.

But what I do know for a fact is that we shared a carriage on the Eurostar down to Paris with a bunch of Aussies. I told you we are everywhere ... it's like we're the new black plague or something here. Anyways, these bunch of Aussies were the most rude, loud, immature and annoying bunch of tourists I have ever met.

They were basically making drunken d!ckheads of themselves, disturbing everyone else on the train (even after a French gentleman twice asked them nicely if they could keep the noise down) ... "why should we keep it down, it's a Friday night and we're aussie and we're proud so we're entitled to have a good time ... aussie aussie oi oi oi, waltzing maltilda, waltzing matilda ...". Oh please.

Yes dear, you're entitled to have a good loud drunken time ... if you're at home, at the pub, at the footy, but not on a public cross-country train late at night. And to top it all off, this girl had a kiwi accent!! WTF?!?! First time I've heard a sheep herder call them self Australian. I knew we had a habit of claiming kiwi actors and musicians, but not their local dim wits as well?

Towards the end of the trip one lady basically had enough and gave them a nice dressing down. Of course they didn't listen and started mocking her. I haven't seen behaviour like this since kindergarten.

By that time I had lost my patience and basically told them I was embarrassed to be an Aussie ... (secretly I was hoping they would make some remark about me being of asian origin so I would have a reason to get into a big argument ... it's been awhile since I got some proper racial abuse. God bless the good old school days ...).

So our first Eurotrip (still have to see the movie ...) was off to a fine start.