The other Sydney

In case you weren’t aware, there are two cities named Sydney in the world. There’s the one you know about where they swill down Fosters and throw shrimp on the barbie all day. And then there’s the other one, where everyone’s freezing their balls off and shoveling snow. In June.

That other Sydney? It’s in Nova Scotia, Canada. Something to remember when you’re making  plans for your next dream vacation, like Joannes Rutten and his 15-year-old grandson Nick.

Booking his trip-of-a-lifetime through a Dutch travel agent, Rutten thought he was going to THE Sydney. Instead, Berta, the dumbass travel trainee, set him up for a week of clouds and depression in the former Canadian mining town.

So instead of visiting the Sydney Opera House, it’s a night of karaoke at the Moosehead Tavern. Instead of visiting the Outback, he’s going to get a Bloomin’ Onion at the Outback(TM). And instead of coming face-to-face with inspiring kangaroos and koalas, he’ll be fending off rabid bears and frostbite.

Sucks to be 10,000 miles away from paradise.