Bye Southern Hemisphere
Trip Start
Dec 06, 2006
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Trip End
Ongoing
I'm back in Sydney, having a couple of days rest before my body is subjected to the cold savages of the northern hemisphere again. It's a bit of a shocker that my Oz trip is over as it only seems like the other day I set off. It's been better than I thought, the whole expectations trick working wonders again as I didn't expect much after NZ. There's more to see here than I thought although another month or so and I'd have managed to see everything I'd have wanted to. As it stands I didn't get to finish off the West coast which I hadn't even considered going to but in the end preferred and there's still the Top End, Whitsundays and Great Barrier Reef on the to do list. With slightly better planning and better judgement - that train journey was a waste of time and money - I could maybe have fitted some extras in.
I've been staying in Sydney YHA possibly the poshest hostel I've ever been in. The kitchens are nice and spacious, there's no fighting over fridge space here. The rooms aren't cramped either. There's a cinema which shows free films with free popcorn every night. In fact the only complaint is that the bogs sometimes don't flush so it whiffs a bit in there. Otherwise I've never known such hostel luxury.
I've spent two days avoiding spending any cash whatsoever mainly because I haven't got any and don't want to end up with any. All I've spent is the train journey in to the city, enough food for my time here and I'll pay to get back to the airport. I was planning on doing the bridge climb, but I'm sticking to my guns and trusting those instincts I was going on about. I don't think the view would be much better than the walk across, I've heard you can't take a camera up and I'd only be doing it to say I've done it. Hold on, if I can't take pictures, you'd never know.
I went on the bridge climb today, I've climbed Sydney Bridge. Good eh? It was rubbish, I couldn't take photos and the views weren't much better than just walking across the bridge. I was right; I knew I shouldn't have done it.
Obviously I didn't really. Today I went and had a final look at the bridge and the opera house though. It's still the place, even more than Uluru, that makes you realise that you're in Australia and how mad it is. I also had a wander to look in some ski shops to have a look at the latest gear that I can't afford. Mainly to see how much the jackets are as I suspect it might be a little bit fresher over there.
Speaking of, I'm off to repack my bag so that all the warm layers are on top ready for my arrival in Canada. I'll pack my shorts and thin t-shirts at the bottom. Although I suspect I'll be wearing every single thing I own as I've become acclimatised to the Outback weather and 20 degrees is a bit nippy.
I've been staying in Sydney YHA possibly the poshest hostel I've ever been in. The kitchens are nice and spacious, there's no fighting over fridge space here. The rooms aren't cramped either. There's a cinema which shows free films with free popcorn every night. In fact the only complaint is that the bogs sometimes don't flush so it whiffs a bit in there. Otherwise I've never known such hostel luxury.
I've spent two days avoiding spending any cash whatsoever mainly because I haven't got any and don't want to end up with any. All I've spent is the train journey in to the city, enough food for my time here and I'll pay to get back to the airport. I was planning on doing the bridge climb, but I'm sticking to my guns and trusting those instincts I was going on about. I don't think the view would be much better than the walk across, I've heard you can't take a camera up and I'd only be doing it to say I've done it. Hold on, if I can't take pictures, you'd never know.
I went on the bridge climb today, I've climbed Sydney Bridge. Good eh? It was rubbish, I couldn't take photos and the views weren't much better than just walking across the bridge. I was right; I knew I shouldn't have done it.
Obviously I didn't really. Today I went and had a final look at the bridge and the opera house though. It's still the place, even more than Uluru, that makes you realise that you're in Australia and how mad it is. I also had a wander to look in some ski shops to have a look at the latest gear that I can't afford. Mainly to see how much the jackets are as I suspect it might be a little bit fresher over there.
Speaking of, I'm off to repack my bag so that all the warm layers are on top ready for my arrival in Canada. I'll pack my shorts and thin t-shirts at the bottom. Although I suspect I'll be wearing every single thing I own as I've become acclimatised to the Outback weather and 20 degrees is a bit nippy.

