Last day in Sydney...

This morning I went running with Jeye and Jimbo around the Opera House and the Royal Botanical Gardens. Running with Jeye doesn't leave you much breath for idle chit chat so it's a good thing the scenery was remarkable. Running is such a great way to cover a lot of ground in an unfamiliar place. It was about 8am so people were on their way to work.

The afternoon was spent at Manly Beach, which did not quite live up to it's name because of the many schoolchildren on holiday. Apparently the Australian students received their GCSE results yesterday, so everywhere we go you can overhear teenagers discussing it. Hoov started chatting with an Australian student who is trying to decide what to study at university. Like Britain, the educational path starts at a much younger age than in the U.S.

Here's Jeye and Hoov at Manly. The safe swimming areas on the beach are marked with flags so that beachgoers don't get sucked in by the many dangerous rip tides. Even the water in this country is dangerous! I took a brief dip in anyway, and came away with the insight that it's colder than it looks. About San Diego temperature. Why did I think it would be warmer? Jeye is a little phlemy and uncharacteristicly quiet. Katie arrives today and she and Phat Pantz are out roaming the city somewhere. Hoov is on a shopping marathon.

Everytime I go by the Opera House I get the feeling that I'm just dreaming I'm here. Hard to believe we leave tomorrow for Cairns.


Apologies for the banality of this post, it's being composed off the top of my head and under the time pressure of the hotel's extortionate internet access prices.