Aussie Hangover Cures: Kebabs in Sydney
What else is there for two guys to do after getting back to the accommodation..? Drink, drink, drink~ Booze!
We went to Maggie's House, drank some Bitburger beer, and were about to part ways when Yongwan said that since we're in Australia, we have to follow Australian law, and took me to a kebab shop. I wondered what kind of law we were looking for at a Turkish restaurant, but he ordered me a kebab, saying this is how Aussies cure a hangover.
Even from a quick glance, Australians drink a ton of beer but eat very little bar food. It seems more like a cultural difference than anything specific, but apparently, because of this difference, you can tell who threw up on the street after drinking. If it's just a puddle of liquid, it was a white guy; if it's full of all sorts of chunks, it was an Asian.
Even these white guys, when they head home and feel like they're going to die from a hangover tomorrow, will buy and eat a kebab or a hamburger. That's why Yongwan bought me the kebab, but wow... the portion size is no joke. My stomach was already full of liquid from chugging beer, and it felt like I was shoving a boulder in there. If there's one thing about this place, they absolutely do not eat small portions. I finally understand why people here—regardless of age, gender, or whether they're white or Asian—are all so big.





