I have been working in
Australia for fi ve years and
I’m here to tell you that
it’s fi ne, and why. When it
comes to the work-life balance,
Australia’s the only place I know
where the balance tilts more
towards life than to work. People
live for their weekends and their
Friday nights.
Monday morning, in the
elevator on their way to the
other side of the tilt, someone
will be sure to be saying, “Five
days left till the weekend!” Come
weekends, and Sydneysiders
party like there’s no tomorrow.
Understandably then, there’s no
dearth of nightspots in the city.
There are great pubs, jazz haunts,
rock venues, and, well, just
nightclubs, in most parts of the
city – from Kings Cross to Oxford
Street, to The Rocks, your choices
are unlimited. If you’re a woman,
it’s safer to be accompanied
by a male friend or a group in
case you are out late. Sydney,
unfortunately, isn’t the safest of
cities. Antepodean gangstas work
at times when others play.
Eating out is expensive
compared to other parts of
Australia, but, even so, there’s
great value at some of the
restaurants. If I want to eat
authentic Australian, there’s Neil
Perry’s Rockpool. Croc salad
and kangaroo fl ambé? No, I’m
kidding. If I crave for food that
reminds me of home, I head for
Flavour of India. No kidding. I
don’t think anyone will have a
problem with food here, although
Australians do like their red
meat. The weather is generally
warm; even during Sydney
winters, you don’t really need to
bundle up.