The American boys love to play games with girls, and the whole grinding thing? The flirting/hooking up game was so different in Australia! Americans drink to get drunk and go out, Aussies love a beer with almost anything and drink because they mostly enjoy the taste (they just get hammered in process of enjoying all this grog! Also, the whole "Live to work - Work to live" mentality is so noticeably different between the two cultures. The Aussie comes in, sees the spider and says "that's it? If you don't know footy well, just support the same team he does Aussie boys are incredibly loyal to their footy team. I hear choosing footy teams can make or break a relationship.
Anyways, let's be real, my man does follow the Aussie stereotypes -- Blonde hair, surfer, beach bum, makes a mean BBQ, loves a good beer, and rides a kangaroo to work! " Everyone knows that Australia has some wild and terrifying creatures that are ultimately out to kill you, so the tiny and unintimidating insects here are nothing to the Aussie kind.
And hey, he can easily play off as my hero when he catches a spider! Not having meat in a meal is unacceptable Yes, there are vegetarian Australians, but after dating my Aussie and meeting most of his friends, every meal required some sort of meat (mostly BBQ of sorts) otherwise it was considered as just an appetizer. Americans love his accent I, being one of the Americans that fell in love with his accent, obviously, but the Aussie will go to the bar, smile at someone (being nice, not flirty) and they will nod and turn back to their friends.
I once thought I could surprise my man with a really delicious bean soup for dinner, only to hear "but where's the chicken? The minute he starts speaking, it's as if someone just yelled "FREE NUTELLA!!!
My Aussie and I have been together for 5 years now. And I love the Aussies, but let me tell you, there are some things about dating an Australian man that I found VERY different about dating an American guy. It may be a culture thing or the whole "you always want what you can't have" thing, but I absolutely love dating an Aussie. ) Anyways, I love dating an Australian and here are the reasons why: 2. No matter how much you fight it, they will always love their vegemite I don't get it nor will I ever understand it, but after moving to the States, the Aussie misses his Vegemite. It's like they shorten all their words because they don't have enough time to formulate full sentences!
I always found the way American guys try to get girls was a bit aggressive. He is fearless to pathetic puny American standard insects I see a spider, I scream. Speaking of accents, anything he says always sounds better To this day, I am pretty sure I haven't really listened to what the Aussie has been saying. He can say, "I just made a few cheese curds in my pants while kissing a whale" and I am here like 6.
2 hours and an attempt to read Chinese mapquest later, no satisfaction. Apparently they don't have time to speak in full worded sentences "Meet me for a bevi this arvo? He wears thongs He wears thongs confidently and doesn't care who's watching!
If your body is not used to two (or more) beers with every meal, in every social setting, then don’t be alarmed when you suddenly need to purchase new pants.
Photo: Sérgio Bernardino WHEN I WAS GROWING UP, I thought all Australian guys had sun-kissed skin, blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and lived their lives on their surfboards. It seemed like blasphemy, but such is the case when you grow up with some of the world’s most beautiful beaches right at your doorstep every day. I remember pleading for a gradual re-introduction to red meat before I moved to Australia, and I soon learned that I’d have no choice but to love it. There’s no whining or whinging when you’re camping out in the bush or when you don’t want to watch The Footy Show after just watching hours of the actual footy game. But when you’re dating an Australian, you’ll learn to nod when he tells you some really (I mean like really) obscure score, and you’ll learn to live with this never-ending game. Life stops for such events, and you’d better hope Australia (and in the case of State of Origin, your preferred team) wins, otherwise your boyfriend will be one unhappy sports fan.
And come Australia Day (one of the holiest days of the year), your entire day will be in synch with the Triple J Hot 100, or a countdown of the 100 best songs that year.
The only station on in your car ever (if it’s not talk radio about footy of course) will most likely be Triple J.