Why Australia?

Why Australia? This is the number one question I got asked before I left and now I'm here and its also the first thing people ask me. So, by popular demand l will give one of my awkward half answers to this question: I have an intense case of the travel bug, and because of poor (aka fun) spending habits I can't afford to just travel anywhere I please. So I decided to head somewhere I'd be able to support myself, while also getting to see a different part of the world. Through my travels I have also managed to randomly meet Aussies wherever I go, and I can't help but to ask myself, why do so many Aussies have such a travler's spirit? Have I found the land where I must have lived in a past life, are these my kindred spirits? Or does Australia kind of suck, so they try to get away as much as they can? I haven't found the answers yet, but I did just get here. So far, I can't imagine this land of shocking blue water, sandy beaches and beautiful bodies sucks; but I'll let you know what my walk-about leds me to believe once I've finished my time here. But until then, let's throw some pawns on the barbie and cheers Mate!