Sydney Post Office

We were in Sydney for less that 24 hours! Our bus ride from Byron was a mission and a half, leaving at 7.30am and arriving at Sydney Central station at 6.30pm! Our driver was called wings and he was very cool, originally from New Zealand he spoke very highly of his country and was keen to share some top spots with us. We watched some films ern …

Sydney lässt wahrlich keine Wünsche offen – wer einmal hinreist, sollte sich genügend Zeit reservieren! Nicht nur der Central Business District (CBD) ist einen Rundgang wert, auch die etlichen Stadtstrände der zahlreichen Suburbs (Vororte) und vorgelagerten Kleininseln locken mit ihrem typischen Aussie-Style-Beach-Flair bei passendem …

... minute walk from the shops / main high street in Drummoyne - which is nothing special, but it has all of the essentials... Post Office, Newsagent, Hairdressers, DVD Rental store... Just around the corner from our house near the bus stop we have a Fish ...

... States. Neither Jan nor myself realized it was illegal to ship wine into the US, so after packing the wine up outside the post office, we cleverly labeled the boxes "books" to throw customs off the scent. Should work fine, otherwise I call the top ...

... that in the box. More or less had it all worked out so just gotta fill the new backpack up tomorrow. Wandered to the post office to post some photo CDs back home before they shut, done some washing so everything's clean for the box/pack too. Called the ...

... through the CBD. There are modern extravagances cying with some lovely old sandstone buildings along this route, including the Victorian post office. Julie notices that each head adorning the façade is unique and marked with the initials of a ...

... on to Brisbane (cheers AJ) and we had a trek around the city to find the correct way to negotiate the one way system to the post Office! After that and the handing over of the keys to Mr Jangles to Mike, I left for the 15 hour bus ride to Sydney! At ...

... other useful material. All to save me carrying stuff. Except that it hasn't arrived; Marise checked with neighbours and the local post office while I was out exploring the city; no sign whatsoever. Like any good SPRUette, I had Plan B which was the ...

... a place that would be my retirement utopia. Unfortunately I'm not the only person to think that and I'd imagine there's a longer queue at the Post Office on giro day than there is at the pub on a Friday night. And so, onto the final leg of the last ...

... on the ladders again but I would certainly do the whole thing over again! The first stop when we arrived in Sydney was the post office to pick up an 'emergency parcel of knickers' from mum. As you might know, tumble drying underwear makes the ...

... offices and international banks; for some great views of the city get yourself up to the top of anyone of these buildings. The post office tower gives wonderful viewing from the top but is usually crowded an you have to pay for the privilege. Another ...

... I’m now penniless (Still fuming BTW). God bless her, she organised a money order that I could go and pick up at the Post Office, which would tide me over until I get to Melbourne. Cheers Aunty Trish, I seriously owe you one (well, several ...