Australia – It’s all here!

Australia is the smallest continent and largest island in world, situated between the Indian Ocean and the Pacific. It was a former British colony, now an independent member of the Commonwealth; consists chiefly of a low plateau, mostly arid in the west, with the basin of the Murray River and The Great Dividing Range in the east and The Great Barrier Reef off the NE coast. 

Language - English. 

Currency - dollar. 

Area - 7,686, 845 sq km (2,967,894 sq. miles). 

Population 20 million.

 

 

The Aussie Dollars

 

How can a single country have world-class cities, snowfields, deserts, rainforests and golden beaches? Well, being nearly 8 million km² in size, Australia has a lot of ground to cover. If you want to know About Australia, grab your thongs (and your flip flops) and get ready for adventure — Aussie style!

Australia’s awesome natural beauty is talked about worldwide with wonder. And while Australians are proud of the diverse landscape, we are equally proud of the diversity of our people and the warm welcome we offer visitors from near and far.

Australians are laid back, as we often say. Enjoying our food, sport and beaches are common pastimes for many Aussies. If you can’t find us at the local footy ground cheering our team on a Saturday afternoon, then chances are we’re enjoying the day with friends at one of many chic street cafés to be found in any of our major cities.

 Come and explore Australia with Elliot — welcome and happy travels!

Here is a beautifully written poem about Australia...it says it all.

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My Country  by Dorothea Mackellar

I love a sunburnt country,

A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains,
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!

 

The stark white ring-barked forests,
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes
Where the lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops,
And ferns the warm dark soil.

 

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When, sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die -
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.

 

Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the rainbow gold,
For flood and fire and famine
She pays us back threefold.
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze...

 

The opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land -
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand -
Though Earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.

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