Wet and windy down under
Trip Start
Feb 13, 2010
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Trip End
Aug 15, 2010
Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
Sunday, March 28, 2010
We arose the next day bright eyed and bushy tailed, only to step out the door to be greeted with weather comparable to a wet autumn day back home. Determined not to let the weather dampen our spirits we trudged on down to circular quay where Sydney Opera House nestles on the shore of the harbour.
It is with a heavy heart that I report that Mike and I were not that impressed with the Opera House. What is photographed and bright, brilliant and sparkling apeared to us as dull, brown and somewhat ugly. No matter what angle we contemplated it (believe me, we toured round desperate to find a position from which it looked good) we were not taken by it at all. We have decided to blame it on the weather as all good Brits do, and move on.
Upon the enthusiastic reccommendation of Mr Tom Hoare we went out that night to Side Bar and Scu Bar, determined to get suitably pissed and meet fellow backpackers. To those of you from Manchester it was like spending the night in Robbos...but worse. Nevertheless we had fun and were entertained and/or shocked by the crab race held in the club. (real crabs were released from a bucket, the first outside of the circle wins. bizarre)
The next few days were filled with a very windy walk along harbour bridge, a mind-expanding visit to the contemporary art museum, a picnic in botanic gardens (where we were surrounded by giant bats called flying foxes - a little creepy), an awful chinese meal and a trip to the cinema. The latter was an incredible film and we would reccommend that everyone should go to see 'The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo'; it even made Mikey's top 5.
Alongside the sightseeing mike and I also organised some much sought after work on a 'boutique olive farm' in Mudgee (a small town 5 hours inland from Sydney). To my absolute horror just as our future boss 'Chad' pulled into TJs drive to pick us up, we were informed that a girl had been stabbed to death in Mudgee a week earlier. But not to worry as they thought they had caught the right guy...
I took a deep breath and prayed that A) 'Chad' wasn't the knife wielding psychopathic murderer type, and B) I wasn't destined to die in an olive grove...
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Ha we had a crab racing night in Fiji, it started with putting the crabs down one by one and people bidded for them! We didnt get crabs as we didnt bid high enough :(
Haaaa I'm sorry but trust TJ to send you to an Ozzie Robbo's! Brilliant. :)
I take it the olive murderer hasn't struck again???
Loving the blogging my girl (and boy). Miss you xxx
I did some crab racing on Cleethorpes beach..... Does that count? x x x
lol beca stuff like tht always happens to you, like the murderer u used to work for lol xxx