Jet lag, what jet lag?
Trip Start Mar 23, 2013
19Trip End Apr 22, 2013
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So, after almost an hour and a half of immigration, customs ( I'm not complaining about the queues at Heathrow or Stansted again) , we bought our Lebara and Optus local SIM cards, downed a couple of expressos and stepped out. Wow - beautiful blue skys and temperatures already in their twenties! The omens are good.
The fleeces got stripped off and our Filipino cab driver ( lovely guy - ex merchant navy for 7 years on boats out of Germany that were shipping US arms to the Middle East) took us off into the heavy stream of commuters
Our hotel for the next 3 nights is in the Surry Hills, very close to Hyde Park. The room wasnt ready yet , so we got showered by the pool (wonderful after such a long flight ) and then set off to get breakfast by the Rocks. It didnt take us more than a couple of hundred metres and we had stopped off at a lovely local place for a wonderful fry up.
From there it was a walk to Hyde Park , the ANZAC memorial and a stop off for water. By now, we were starting to realise that we were slightly over dressed - although in the CBD, everyone around us looked like they are on vacation and headed to the beach - perhaps we should have left the long trousers at the hotel....
From there we jumped on the 555, a free bus (wow, do local governments still supply these ? ) and headed up to Circular Quay for the wonderful sight of the Harbour bridge (how do the people doing the bridge walk do it , my legs were jelly just looking at them! ) and the Opera house (stunning from a distance but weathered 1970s concrete up close ) and a slow, very slow walk about. That was in stark contrast to the literally hundreds of people out running along the Botanical Gardens at lunch time
Lots of primary school kids around. Their school uniforms - a coloured t-shirt and shorts - look just like our boys' PE kits. And everyone in hats. Good idea because we forgot ours back at the hotel and my forehead got sore by the end of the day
By now, the warm weather and body clocks had started to kick in. It struck Marc first, turning him into an extra from 'Zombies, The Walking Dead'. Next it was Alex's turn and he threw up on on the pavement and in the water our return to Circular Quay - the fish had a feeding frenzy! So , having walked a bit further under the Sydney Bridge and got an even closer look at the Bridge Climbers (looking and sounding like convicts in blue jump suits chained to a central wire) we decided to join the Red Bus sightseeing tour of the city. As ever, it was a great way to get a feel for the city. Marc and Alex particularly enjoyed it as you can see from the photos....
So, to the evening. Not much energy to do anything. Bed was calling for us. We did wonder up to Oxford St- Rosa saw a bus going to Chiswick 'via Anzac Bridge' - and found a wonderful sushi bar with a moving table: 'Sushi Train'. Rather like Yo Sushi but minus the trendy decor but compensated and outclassing its English rival by serving fantastic quality fish, some of them tangy spices.
A lovely end to the day !